This is a song about "Dad passing away"

She prayed on me passing that bar

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Got a nigga seein things

Wasting good time passing critics

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Zirconium passing a diamond it's draconian

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

I'm passing flames walking on ma feet

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Quit passing all of this hate,

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Your girl just flashed me, she was just passing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing