This is a song about "Memories"

My father is the cause of these memories

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

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

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Would catch up to you, pac and biggie, reminisce on memories,

Will i cherish the memories what we had?

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

My childhood was full of bad memories

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Memories still clog my imaginative fuse,

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks