This is a song about "Bad memories"

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

I'm not the only one with these memories

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

All hyped out, rappin with speedfull of energy, makin good memories

My father is the cause of these memories

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

The memories we've got,

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Would catch up to you, pac and biggie, reminisce on memories,

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Memories still clog my imaginative fuse,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

One day we should all be revived of these bad memories; the undoubted power of humanity.

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Of your memories in tha dozen