This is a song about "Leaving the past behind"

All the people you left behind.

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

With synthetics and leaving behind a trail of prosthetics and medics

Just hustling you understand

Attacked by martyrs of the past

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Who's behind the man behind the curtain? foxy

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

It's the reality of leaving,

As the kid that got stuck behind

Pay my haters not too much mind

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit