This is a song about "The bad past"

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

They ponder suicide today, and hate the past

Mosquitos pisses me off,the village town will revive my past,

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

But i'm missing all the times in the past

They got me trapped

Seeing ghosts from the past

Far as hard drugs are though that's the past

And i can write a hook fast

But i'm missing all the times in the past

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Just hold it, fuck past and the future

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her