This is a song about "Marked past"

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

Im like a lion but im not tame, leave you marked for death snipers on your chest feel the pain,

I hate how people bring up your past/

With such an ugly picture in it and

That we can't forget the past.

Cause i got the burner in the hand

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

But she'll always be a lesson and be marked in my history

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Past times used to to be past whack rhymes and ass lines

Plz tell me ill get over this soon, ive even marked the people i wanted

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

And i ain't trying to land

They're all a tuna marked in a super mart

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark