This is a song about "Past participles"

I'm a man with a sick past

About disaster in the world and

Seeing ghosts from the past

Two white cups and i got that drank

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

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Got racks you don’t understand

And stressed... about my white past

Just for me being weird in the past/

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

Seeing ghosts from the past

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Im moving so fast im moving right past,

And i can write a hook fast

Into glimmers of ma dark past,