This is a song about "Year 8"

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

You was to young a 18 year old

Shake it for the man of the year

We put a wreath on niggas' career

18 year sentence with no parole

It's apart of her goal

My sister was sectioned january last year,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Sing with me, sing for the year,

The vision is quite clear

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

This is the word that year by year

But luckily tim changed my year

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I wish i could live with no fear

Shake it for the man of the year