This is a song about "Memories bestfriend"

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

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

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

My childhood was full of bad memories

You gotta breathe and be at ease

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

The memories we've got,

But relieving memories sins and thieving deeper meanings/

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

My childhood memories are still there..

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Memories still clog my imaginative fuse,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,