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

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash

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

That we can't forget the past.

To reds i ain't know how to act

Will i cherish the memories what we had?

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

But memories make me say what the fuck?!

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

No hate but the "great" is who imma about to assassinate

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

You'll skim my raps and just go past, but y'all give 420, great, and randy props,

Attacked by martyrs of the past

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

I'm not the only one with these memories