This is a song about "Keeping her memory alive"

Sky high, iced out paradise

We'll be more than alive

The fact that i stay alive

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

I'm low-key but my skill is still seen like a memory

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And these amphetamine routines might be a memory

Until the end of time

With a memory so fine

When company turns to memory due to jealousy

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Mind and memory are getting polluted

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

I can manage on my own, you can still have your perfect life

Constant fear of death the only thing that's keeping me alive