This is a song about "Going back in the past"

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

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

Sometimes i look back at the past, glad that i lasted,

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Prolly, but shit it's in the past now

Will somebody please show me how

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Cause what's done is in the past it ain't never coming back

But i'm missing all the times in the past

Whatever it takes to live and stand

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Backstabbing ass i left you in the past, back there in the chest lock and pad man,

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

But i'm missing all the times in the past