This is a song about "Memories and moving on"

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next

Reminisce on memories of the 80s' reaganomics,

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Im moving and before long ill be gone

Reminisce on memories of the '80s reaganomics,

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

They're still hustlers on the fast track moving asap kid,

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving