This is a song about "Memory"

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

Don't despair for i am there, just a memory away.

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

I hexed this joint, when you toak your memory will reappoint.

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

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

It's like you dropped your laptop without backing up your memory

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

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

And these amphetamine routines might be a memory

Not that this ain't lucrative, but i just need your energy

As he lays dead, his memory gives him a slide show

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw