This is a song about "Mardi gras memories"

I'm not the only one with these memories

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

You trying real hard to appeal to someone

Of your memories in tha dozen

My father is the cause of these memories

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Drinking bottle after bottle erasing bad memories

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

It brought back memories...

4-3... yea, remember that please

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Memories we renovate cause we're living..

It's no wonder why i go in any hood like i am knowing

Every night spent lonely, no memories worth holding,

I'm everything that they call nice

Now your free, but still bleed from dark memories,