This is a song about "Back to the past"

In the sky, telling birds to move it when i fly past

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

All these backstabbing fags i blast em back to the past

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

I look back at the faded past whenever i just didn't yearn,

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Dash to the door, smash past the oxidized glass

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

Backstabbing ass i left you in the past, back there in the chest lock and pad man,

Move from the past to the present on the train

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

That's a sequel to the pop hits of the past

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

I look back at the faded past whenever i just didn't yearn,

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern