This is a song about "Great memories about the past"

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Reminisce on memories of the '80s reaganomics,

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

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Thinkin' about the tangled memories that's harbored in my brain

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

I don't even have a clue about my past,

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

All the memories and never remember this place/

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

I cant think about the past cause its got me fucked up,