This is a song about "Depressing past"

To reds i ain't know how to act

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

All the time with this glock of mines

That's the depressing compromise

I've had the darkest past

The faker they shakin' my hand

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

They ponder suicide today, and hate the past

I live in god's waiting room, depressing as hell

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

Just for me being weird in the past/

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

Its depressing, this kingdom is prison, of this system we victim

Every day waitin like time don't past

I just write that right by a mic stand