This is a song about "Past blast"

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Suddenly, their occurred a bomb blast........

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Attacked by martyrs of the past

And i can write a hook fast

Ill put yo bitch on blast

So i drive that a$$, and take it for a blast,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Just hustling you understand

Seeing ghosts from the past

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

And the future hold a great blast

If you ever feel alone and

We teach our future our past

So blast off i'm outta here

The struggle is real