This is a song about "Bullied in the past"

Prolly, but shit it's in the past now

Will somebody please show me how

Change what we did in the past and look forward

Ummnow i dun been around the world

About disaster in the world and

But i'm missing all the times in the past

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Yes it will be in the past

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

My past experiences, the last appearing in poems

Dark past not but me in the gutter

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

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

Damn, in the past, we was bongin up brisk bottles/

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks