This is a song about "Past participles"

Time past like it was precious

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Just hustling you understand

I've had the darkest past

I stopped mourning over past, when i past the stop warning

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I just write that right by a mic stand

Attacked by martyrs of the past

Every day waitin like time don't past

But my plan is to show you that i understand

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

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

And bijies like im out and

Seeing ghosts from the past

So if you can make past that, well congratulations, you past death

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress