This is a song about "That still bleed"

Now your free, but still bleed from dark memories,

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

I've never ever wanted anyone to bleed,

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Me, for all the baggage that you carry still

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Got racks you don’t understand

Still move on that time has passed