This is a song about "Years and years"

Twenty years past and my mind's cultivated

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother

Its been five years and here comes another

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Harvard's elite and pseud-intellectuals had it for ninety years,

Eleven years old and left all alone.

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

You can search but you'll never find

Two thousand and one years after christ

About 3 years ago and i was the only one to hear

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Let's enjoy our younger years

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Rapping for three years and still pristine