This is a song about "Memory"

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

Your memory enters me whichever way i turn to

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

I'm the definition of the memory from better times,

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

In the end of a memory that vanished rapidly

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

Mind and memory are getting polluted

Into that part of their memory, it gets them pissed,

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

This is for the memory of emcees like deshaun holton,

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free