This is a song about "Weed past"

We teach our future our past

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

And stressed... about my white past

You stood me up and i understand

Can't sleep past 9, we pass weed like time

I shine, you shine, so we shine

Just hustling you understand

Yes it will be in the past

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Bitch i'm all you need