This is a song about "Reminiscing"

She cries reminiscing on the good times

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

So much cash, that i never look towards my past, fuck reminiscing, cuz theres nothing im missing,

Street fameall out warfare, eye for a eyebustin on my enemies bad boy killing

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

So stop wasting time in the past reminiscing

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Sitting here reminiscing about the old days

Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one