This is a song about "Past away"

It's a struggle,it's fading away

So they taught me to spray

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

It faded away past it's prime,as i sit in this misty haze,

I'll get to em when i land

Seeing ghosts from the past

Hit it or four play

Put a eighth on lay away

They ponder suicide today, and hate the past

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

They could never understand

Tryna defeat the past

I'm a man with a sick past

Enforce, i'm elegant and

We teach our future our past

600 benz, condo six hundred grand