This is a song about "Woman of my past"

In fact my past is the raddest, filled with bags of grass and captain caps

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

I'm to of a hickory to make my victory a memory, or unknown like the past century,

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Cause i've relapsed back into the vast ways of my past/

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Although i'm the voice of the new school, i fucking respect my past friends,

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

You caught in the web of that woman

I hear her crying she's a woman of a strength

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

And that you should beware of a girl with my past.

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

My past isn't tragic, but i've got a couple of skeletons in my attic