This is a song about "Being forgotten"

As if i was forgotten all alone

I woulda done anything for my own

Black thoughts never explore their minds, twisted and forgotten,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Forgotten by many, cheered by some,

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Oh yeh... they've been forgotten since the youth cut loose

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

That stuff you made us study is forgotten after the exam

Black thoughts never explore their minds, twisted and forgotten,

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Yo, i hope you haven't forgotten me, man

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Shoutin and poutin, becomin rotten, your swing plane's forgotten

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