This is a song about "Twenty three"

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Twenty years was enough to see

Yo man bars part number three

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Twenty years past and my mind's cultivated

At twenty eight i'll have plenty of taste

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

Killing the cypher twenty five to lifer

We about to set this bitch on fire

Talking life expectancy, i don't expect ill see twenty three

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was