This is a song about "Remember gramother"

So i'm writing you this letter

But some shit i do remember

For now, it still hurts to remember,

Huh, i can't interpret her

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Televised everywhere i dyed and remember

Iced out, okay cool

And remember my rule

Im sure he doesn't remember

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

I remember way back when

I ant remember my name

I live my life in tha fast lane

Remember my guns like a mic,

Ambition is still very big