This is a song about "Future of the past of the past"

My positon on the throne is threatened//i am the future the present and the past//

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

I'm only the messenger, hermes of an era, warning of a past,

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

It's half past five and i'm the seven that six was afraid of

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Just caught in the aftermath, the trash of many past middle-class drones

Attacked by martyrs of the past

I start to think it's all planned

Running around the corner, darting past rows of teens,

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

That's a sequel to the pop hits of the past

Life is your only friend, one day you'll understand

We teach our future our past

I'll get to em when i land