This is a song about "Erase memory"

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Leave the states make peace with myself and erase/

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I'm low-key but my skill is still seen like a memory

But i'm not in the first place

When i call, they start to erase,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Rest in peace in my loving memory

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

This is for the memory of emcees like deshaun holton,

And if we could erase the swarm and become the reborn

Now i’m always in the hood like i never was gone