This is a song about "Woman of my past"

You caught in the web of that woman

They had a hell of a run

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

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

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

I am the master of me, and my past is what shapes me,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Let me tell you all a story of my ignorant past

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

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Of a woman with a broken heart.

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

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Attacked by martyrs of the past