This is a song about "Past of the future"

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Trying to forget the dark corners of my past

The future of the world lost in someone else’s mind,

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

The future is born, put the past in the casket

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Of the future stars and distinguish the difference between the

Even though ghettoes and hoods are part of the local past,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Its time to put the past behind and let the future begin,

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Of disbelief the past is over its time for the future and

Those histories of misery, i can't try and erase the past,

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast