This is a song about "The last worr"

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Take a ride on the wave, the energy won't last

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

You restrict it, the past, it's over and it'll be the last

As i light one for ill will

He be the last true apostle

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

The socials won't just grow man, if this shit's gonna last

We have nothing in common

At least more than the last one

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Preparing for the future ya we're built to last.

The memories were to shitty to even last,

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand