This is a song about "My past life"

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

From running past my dungeons

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Blaze past you in my bugatti

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

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

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

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

It seems i have no control over my past

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

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

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

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand