This is a song about "Making memories"

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Every night spent lonely, no memories worth holding,

All the memories and never remember this place/

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

My father is the cause of these memories

My father is the cause of these memories

I'm everything that they call nice

Of your memories in tha dozen

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

Memories still clog my imaginative fuse,

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes