This is a song about "Painful past"

But all his painful efforts were wasted

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

Feel disabled, feels painful. it feels fatal.

They just need convincing like malcolm little

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

The abuse i'm used to more painful than a severe chipped tooth.

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

Got racks you don’t understand

That we can't forget the past.

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Painful betrayal made me this fragile.

Just hustling you understand

Tryna defeat the past

Two white cups and i got that drank

So i don't share, my past