This is a song about "The past life"

Seeing ghosts from the past

Just lay back, get your face slapped

They ponder suicide today, and hate the past

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Seeing ghosts from the past

600 benz, condo six hundred grand

Some niggas slept on me but i dont see the snoring

I stopped mourning over past, when i past the stop warning

But i'm missing all the times in the past

I just write that right by a mic stand

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

But i'm missing all the times in the past

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

Far as hard drugs are though that's the past

That's a sequel to the pop hits of the past

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