This is a song about "Wendy s"

If only i could go back into the 80’s

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

I'm everything that they call nice

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

And bijies like im out and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

The outline which you n****s out dated

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee