This is a song about "Erase my memory"

Through all the rain and the pain

You can't erase these words from your brain

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Cuz all the rappin you spit, my shit will erase it

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

It's like a stain, the main memory,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Mind and memory are getting polluted

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

When company turns to memory due to jealousy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Chockin' until my last breath, to a memory that was slashed

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,