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'm the definition of the memory from better times,
And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live
Last thing they remember is me spitting these bars in their memory
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
I'm low-key but my skill is still seen like a memory
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
Into that part of their memory, it gets them pissed,
They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest
Wanna be just another memory eh eh eh
(ball so hard) bitch, behave, just might let you meet 'ye
Mind and memory are getting polluted
Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit
With a memory so fine
Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme
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