This is a song about "Tig ol bitties"

Waiting for willows. spirits kept below,kickin'' in hell hole. i can't bear it n i must rescue ol'.

I started rap when i was like 12 years old,picked up a paper, pen and started to roll,

But even if it rain, we get rained on together

We were so young,i was a ol' skool gang member

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Asking the same ol question, why are we all

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

The ol' mc's used to be thugs and niggas, who knew what life was all about//

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Big ol bitch cant take the bad news

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Of the big ol' cock, fuck her in the park

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Who knows what the

Ol' fiction ass nigga,