This is a song about "Past blast"

Why not me the same thing

And blast you with his fucking

I’m coming back like light-skin and

And the future hold a great blast

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

So i drive that a$$, and take it for a blast,

Youtube and listening to music at full blast

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Blast! nigga put into da fuckin past,

Attacked by martyrs of the past

Got a nigga in her face just gassed

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

Bitch coming at you fast with a blast