Is it the money or my marriage or media peace
Now your free, but still bleed from dark memories,
My father is the cause of these memories
I hate chickens but i do fuck pretty birdies
My felonies are all based in memories
Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave
She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth
All hyped out, rappin with speedfull of energy, makin good memories
Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you
Get out my head/ take the memories too.
My childhood was full of bad memories
Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys
Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease
I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,
It brought back memories...
I say "stay", she wanna leave
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