This is a song about "You re old"

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

All this paper i fold

You see when i was 19 years old

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

All you rappers sound the same its gettin pretty old

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Getting old you need assistance. i know you're nothin, i'm a witness.

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Have you ever met a fifteen year-old more lyrical/

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Hell naw you need to re-think that