This is a song about "Leaving the past behind"

Screamin, "fuck - all y'all niggaz" in swahilipistol packin fresh out of jail, i ain't goin back

And then he went leaving all of usin a total awe leaving behind the message that

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

And the hugs from behind

And relax you mind

Seeing ghosts from the past

To reds i ain't know how to act

This is everything that we call hype

All the people you left behind.

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

With reality defeating n leaving scars i feel trapped like im behind bars

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

See people to be leaving the cold medina

Got racks you don’t understand

Attacked by martyrs of the past