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

Got racks you don’t understand

Attacked by martyrs of the past

I can feel your heart beating fast

I've had the darkest past

Said when i do dirt wit her

It's way past the work of a doctor,

The future is born, put the past in the casket

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

If you ever feel alone and

Seeing ghosts from the past

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Present on the train of disbelief the past is over

Those histories of misery, i can't try and erase the past,

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Now i see the ghosts of my past they're white