This is a song about "Memories of highschool"

Something wicked this way come

Of your memories in tha dozen

Aint got long so full of memories been through so much together

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

Drinking bottle after bottle erasing bad memories

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

From voices of dead memories because of my bad choices.

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Reminisce on memories of the '80s reaganomics,

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Memories manifesting , reminding me of the skill,

My childhood was full of bad memories

I'm everything that they call nice

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

One day we should all be revived of these bad memories; the undoubted power of humanity.