This is a song about "I hate the past"

I reflect the past, i remember last living in a semi detached,

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

Its the things that i hate

Low income no bills getting paid

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

I look back at the faded past whenever i just didn't yearn,

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

If i can get past the wack emcees packed in factories,

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

I cant think about the past cause its got me fucked up,

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

In the sky, telling birds to move it when i fly past

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes