This is a song about "Forget"

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

Don't you ever forget it

They claim it as their own, africa

Never forget what ya meant ta

See i let my nigga split that

And forget about the trap,

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Cry about it until we forget,

We pray while we prey on competition

We forget about our ancestor's mission

You forget but remember the reality

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Kick back and know yo son set

I know that i should forget

Care about, but i can't seem to forget

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head