This is a song about "Reminiscing past"

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

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

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

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

I swear they think i'm crazy

Putting the past back for me

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I hate how people bring up your past/

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

We teach our future our past

So i don't share, my past

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Yes it will be in the past

I'll get to em when i land