This is a song about "Basterds from my past"

Past his prime, everything just fell from the cracks

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Give players plenty space

Aww lost in my past ways

With such an ugly picture in it and

That if i try to bullshit my way past

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

Cause i've relapsed back into the vast ways of my past/

Seeing ghosts from the past

Trying hard to speak and

It's crazy thinkin about my past experiences

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

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

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

My family's bold man we've worked for our past,

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and