This is a song about "Forgotten love"

Magic city tipping them

After im gone im forgotten

We're not forgotten, while you say a fake truth soft as cotton,

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Its alright we can sell your corpse at auction and you life will just be forgotten

Seems you've forgotten

He tried tossing to andre johnson

Circus full of tears and forgotten wedding gowns

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

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

Years back but i havent forgotten,

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them