This is a song about "The past life"

Seeing ghosts from the past

And i can write a hook fast

But i'm missing all the times in the past

Life is your only friend, one day you'll understand

Putting the past back for me

So while the world goes drake crazy

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

They ponder suicide today, and hate the past

Got a nigga in her face just gassed

Attacked by martyrs of the past

Cause i've relapsed back into the vast ways of my past/

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Fighting with my weak hand

Seeing ghosts from the past

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

But i'm missing all the times in the past