This is a song about "Memories gone"

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

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

I'm not the only one with these memories

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

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Memories we renovate cause we're living..

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Every night spent lonely, no memories worth holding,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Memories manifesting , reminding me of the skill,

I practiced till that shit made perfect

Ma's gone, pop's gone, wiggy dipped...

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

And so are my memories, but if it's gone it's not important