This is a song about "My past"

And stressed... about my white past

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Twenty years past and my mind's cultivated

Everybody wasted faded, faded

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

My past experiences, the last appearing in poems

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

Mosquitos pisses me off,the village town will revive my past,

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

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

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Trevor winn, despite my past, i feel on site/

Aww lost in my past ways

I miss the better days

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

I never have a blast in my past days