This is a song about "School memories"

My childhood was full of bad memories

I hate chickens but i do fuck pretty birdies

It brought back memories...

As much as i wanna leave

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

Now your free, but still bleed from dark memories,

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

So many memories, that she cries about

She make me chili like t-boz, me leave her out

Of your memories in tha dozen

For those whey no fit dey fix son

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Will i cherish the memories what we had?

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

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys