This is a song about "Forgetting people"

Shit, my brains a bottomless pit, i feel like im forgetting something,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Like people meeting people online,

Forgetting about the people 4 times harder,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

You're forever forgetting the ropes

Forgetting numbers on my checks but the bank just lets me

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Forgetting bout all my lows

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Then they continue working, forgetting all their fears

Time to rethink, your fan base is forgetting you more then then n' sync/

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest