This is a song about "Build from past"

Build superior, exterior reinforced by a feral source

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

A blast from the past stuck fuckin fiddlin with ritalin till out i pass.

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

The water from the past is the same water in the present

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Cause imma step it up, build it up

But i snap back an i stack facts from past relationships ive had,

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Damn, now that's what the fuck you call dedication

I'll let them build their own reputation

Seeing ghosts from the past

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and