This is a song about "Memories in the past"

My past experiences, the last appearing in poems

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Then keep your change like an oink machine

To dive so fast in the past and lean,

But i'm missing all the times in the past

She wear a scarf, louis v to be exact

Prolly, but shit it's in the past now

Will somebody please show me how

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

I'm not the only one with these memories

The future is born, put the past in the casket

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

My father is the cause of these memories

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

And bijies like im out and

Just for me being weird in the past/