This is a song about "Your ancient"

Im courtside, wizard game

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

An ancient myth... born upon a shaky cliff

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Your family, your friends,

Sending out an ancient message that my mission's only just begun

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass