This is a song about "Smooth and history"

You're just history

See that's insult to injury

I'm not saying it'll be smooth

Zero options to choose

Coughing up octane, slick and smooth tongs stained

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Go and diss me you're history missing g

I know we have history, and i agree it is a misery,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Me and kid and terra, miracle and rissa, smooth flow,

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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