This is a song about "Past"

Fighting with my weak hand

That we can't forget the past.

Cause all i want is you, baby

Putting the past back for me

For the one night stand

Tryna defeat the past

I can feel your heart beating fast

Im moving so fast im moving right past,

Every day waitin like time don't past

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

So if you can make past that, well congratulations, you past death

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,

They ponder suicide today, and hate the past

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast