This is a song about "A blast from the past"

All these backstabbing fags i blast em back to the past

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Move from the past to the present on the train

Past his prime, everything just fell from the cracks

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

I just write that right by a mic stand

And the future hold a great blast

You tricked it, the blast, you got out with a spell cast

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

I start to think it's all planned

Suddenly, their occurred a bomb blast........

Seeing ghosts from the past

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Seeing ghosts from the past

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and