This is a song about "Memories fading"

Imagining a menagerie of images fading away/

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out

Devout to my bars, never fading throughout/

Tranna go sailing, but in the rains i'm fading//

And if you got money man the head is amazing

My father is the cause of these memories

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Haven't shaven for #weeks feel like i'm fading no #sleep,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

It's a struggle,it's fading away

Imagining a menagerie of images fading away/

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I'm not the only one with these memories