This is a song about "Fuck my past"

I'm never the winner, always the loser

He can have my past but he can't take my future

Blaze past you in my bugatti

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

I don't even have a clue about my past,

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Trying to forget the dark corners of my past

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

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

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

My past experiences, the last appearing in poems

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

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

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Looking back on the past like what the fuck just happened.