This is a song about "Good memories of the past"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns,

I'm only the messenger, hermes of an era, warning of a past,

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

Those histories of misery, i can't try and erase the past,

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

I can feel your heart beating fast

Attacked by martyrs of the past

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

All hyped out, rappin with speedfull of energy, makin good memories

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

One day we should all be revived of these bad memories; the undoubted power of humanity.

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

Throw the old memories away, all of those were yesterday!

Of disbelief the past is over its time for the future and

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different