This is a song about "Old memories"

It brought back memories...

Gotta go, let her leave

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

My father is the cause of these memories

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

My tires align with the play, but the times out

So many memories, that she cries about

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

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

My childhood memories are still there..

I'm love stoned and i could swear

My childhood was full of bad memories

You make a nigga sing songs nice

My father is the cause of these memories

Create life with the beats, alicia keys