This is a song about "Relive memories"

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

All hyped out, rappin with speedfull of energy, makin good memories

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

I'm not the only one with these memories

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

My childhood was full of bad memories

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Short days, long nights

Relive all the good times

Drinking bottle after bottle erasing bad memories

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

My felonies are all based in memories

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

Every night spent lonely, no memories worth holding,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring