This is a song about "Loving memory"

With yo momma’s dutch oven that she’s loving.

Get it girl, keep that motor running

My memory is hazy

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

They fucking me and loving me

Bitch, they call it motor city

And these amphetamine routines might be a memory

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Rest in peace in my loving memory

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Loving you is clouding my head

This is for the memory of emcees like deshaun holton,

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

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