This is a song about "Memory card"

No wonder why when times get hard

I need my face on a black card

When company turns to memory due to jealousy

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Rest in peace in my loving memory

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

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Girl jealous, be just another memory i promise

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Mind and memory are getting polluted

And by the way i'mma start

Flo flo flow bad that's my card