too old?

lately i've been wonderin', comin' up with gansta rap lines

flippin' thru old records past my generation, my time

try to exhaust my mind with exhausted punchlines

used to be my favorite past time, and it was all fine

till i've grown up, i'm too old for that posthumous shit

too old for innocent craniums, i've got lost humours, shit

readin' too deep, too shallow, and then old rhymes go

composin' two rows for two doughs, reposin' this soul

forbidded this flow, burning sensations sensational

clashin' civilizations, space and time critical

so maybe we writing historical is kinda comical

but i'ma break the frame that says 'no idea's original'

i first listened to that jay z shit back in J-C-two

four years later, still twenty two two's at age twenty two

feelin' like, damn, age is startin' to catch up wit me

but the fact i'm in this paper chase, chasin' slowly

like there's a link; good grades equals living successfully

like asians are only good for modern day peasantry

"but fuck that 'cause that's a low life motto"

even though you can't shoot down the sun with broken arrows

we still try to separate the medium from shadows

still try to take down life lessons in our little memos

every single commodity that stamps patented info

we rip away the soul, strip away the gold, then follow