This is a song about "Past memories"

We teach our future our past

She wear a scarf, louis v to be exact

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Tryna stay clear of my foes

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

I'm not the only one with these memories

Memories still clog my imaginative fuse,

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Memories we renovate cause we're living..

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

My father is the cause of these memories

Now your free, but still bleed from dark memories,

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Ima let her be by herself in peace

My felonies are all based in memories