This is a song about "Past or your history"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And put you back into your teacher’s room ‘cuz you’re history,

Im a rife, kills past your defense,

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And we'd have evolved past your need to conquer all.

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Something worth dying for

Connects to your brain or

First day in your new life, or another day in hell tormented by your past.

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

I'll make you history...

Come on this journey

Past the end zone to your casket laid "oh happy day"

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Go to the future and smash the past, and just make you history,