This is a song about "The past can t define you"

Attacked by martyrs of the past

You’re on neon lights in my bank

And align you back in the place that you define

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

If i can get past the wack emcees packed in factories,

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

So if you can make past that, well congratulations, you past death

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

My real name is joshua aument/ you can sue me/ for using a fake name to get past the clarity/

Blowin my speakers from real muthaphuckin gs by eazy e, now count to three what do u see,

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

And even more alarming is the fact

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"