This is a song about "Her memory"

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I'm the definition of the memory from better times,

‘till i die of exhaustion, and all your memory, it fades,

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

Expert with lines, the pen has tension-ed me , best with the rhymes, sever ur memory

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

I hexed this joint, when you toak your memory will reappoint.

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Lord i love you forever, and i shall respect ye

Wanna be just another memory eh eh eh

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

My memory is hazy

So give it baby