This is a song about "Memories"

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

All hyped out, rappin with speedfull of energy, makin good memories

Because hurtful memories are taking over me

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

I'm not the only one with these memories

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Get out my head/ take the memories too.

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

It's about havin' a life, to make your own memories

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

All the memories and never remember this place/

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

My father is the cause of these memories