This is a song about "Depressing past"

Attacked by martyrs of the past

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Seeing ghosts from the past

For the one night stand

Just for me being weird in the past/

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

I'm far from ecstasy, this song's depressing me

Mother died in a wedding dress, it was a depressing death that hurt his youth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

They ponder suicide today, and hate the past

But my plan is to show you that i understand

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

I've had the darkest past

That we can't forget the past.

Cause i got the burner in the hand