This is a song about "Depressing past"

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

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

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Everyday she screams, i find these depressing scenes

I'll get to em when i land

Yes it will be in the past

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Seeing ghosts from the past

Of opposing, resenting it, held it in doleful depressing pit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

On all the most depressing shit, oh well

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

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

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Seeing ghosts from the past

And i ain't trying to land