This is a song about "Long term memory"

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Girl jealous, be just another memory i promise

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Last thing they remember is me spitting these bars in their memory

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

Don't despair for i am there, just a memory away.

Mind and memory are getting polluted

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Thinking about your belief in the term religion

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

And reagan's term collapsed, and it's been downhill ever since,

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

You suck like a hoover, i'm here to end your term, sir

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper