This is a song about "Basterds from my past"

And that you should beware of a girl with my past.

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

We getting money, you can face the facts

Past his prime, everything just fell from the cracks

It seems i have no control over my past

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Blaze past you in my bugatti

But five years from now i bet she see

See money talk and these days

Aww lost in my past ways

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

The mistakes from my past still chasing me, like theres no turning back

Seeing ghosts from the past

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Move from the past to the present on the train

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again