This is a song about "Past"

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Putting the past back for me

Got racks you don’t understand

Just for me being weird in the past/

If you ever feel alone and

Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

And stressed... about my white past

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

I hate how people bring up your past/

Just hustling you understand

Attacked by martyrs of the past

I've had the darkest past

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Time past like it was precious

But i guess that shit's just tough love