This is a song about "Bad memories"

I'm not the only one with these memories

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

My childhood was full of bad memories

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Memories we renovate cause we're living..

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

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

My childhood memories are still there..

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

16 on death rowit's to all my partners in the penitentiaries

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

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

It's about havin' a life, to make your own memories