This is a song about "Im your past"

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

My tongue brass your bum ass get run past i have

Im an improbable human conundrum, in my past life slim shady was my cousin

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

And we'd have evolved past your need to conquer all.

In a place where race and class defines your past,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Now sit back and get smashed,or switch that and flip past not saying im awesome

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,

We helicopters hovering on your mind like past pets

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Chicks walk past you,cos they arent in your luck

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut