This is a song about "Our memories"

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

My childhood memories are still there..

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

Would catch up to you, pac and biggie, reminisce on memories,

My felonies are all based in memories

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

So many memories, that she cries about

My tires align with the play, but the times out

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

I'm not the only one with these memories

Bring the keys, oh my god

The memories we've got,

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees