This is a song about "Fatherless past"

Every day waitin like time don't past

I just write that right by a mic stand

We teach our future our past

Got a nigga in her face just gassed

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Past times used to to be past whack rhymes and ass lines

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

Blast! nigga put into da fuckin past,

Yes it will be in the past

About disaster in the world and

Just for me being weird in the past/

Got racks you don’t understand

Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last