http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42c7K6WNByQ
I'm a little young, but you're a little old to speak
Try to critique, naw shut it man, close your beak
You're obsolete, gran paps you're...39 man
I'm 10, you were drinking I wasn't alive, damn
So why then you gotta criticize my life
You criticize my music, you criticize my wife
No, you're right, I guess I'm married to bitches
And money and alcohol, rap's kind my mistress
But listen, I ain't stopping cause you tell me to
I spit crack, I just need peeps to sell it to
And if I run dry, fuck it, I'll heat the residue
Cause if I stop now, don't know what the hell I'll do
I'm extra cool and cocky, I got the image right
And things changed since the days when you did it aight
You need a chorus bro, you can't just start rippin' mics
Stick to the script, don't make shit that's different types
Get it right, single syllables, and autotune
And write the verse a second 'fore you record it dude
It's chicks and money, nothin' to put thoughts into
This is new school, hip-hop it's what you gotta do!
So yes, the kid who's point of view it's from is new school and he's talking to hip-hop, who is old.