This is a song about "Someone past away"

That i'll be noticed by someone

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

But my plan is to show you that i understand

Blast! nigga put into da fuckin past,

We teach our future our past

I start to think it's all planned

Just for me being weird in the past/

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

I just want someone to listen

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

Seeing ghosts from the past

Time to go find someone new

It may be not the same for you

Just someone totally motherfucking crazy.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free