This is a song about "The past"

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

I'll vaporize ya body, the past has passed, i'm past the line,

Trying to forget the dark corners of my past

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Attacked by martyrs of the past

Yes it will be in the past

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

About disaster in the world and

That we can't forget the past.

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind

Discarding the past year leaving the scars behind

Just for me being weird in the past/

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast