This is a song about "Shattered memories"

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Both of their hearts are now shattered,

My father is the cause of these memories

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

I'm not the only one with these memories

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

I want to fight the music on this one

Of your memories in tha dozen

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear

Dropped it in the ocean, shattered in the pier

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

Spit with acid hits, now his scattered wits have shattered like matter...

It brought back memories...

Cause there'll never be peace