This is a song about "Sweet memories"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Ill keep it short and sweet

We both grown and i dont care

My childhood memories are still there..

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

It's about havin' a life, to make your own memories

She likes the way it hits her lips

Slayin bodies in sweet reticence

So if you wanna leave

Ain't shit sweet but sixteens

You think you put in work? that's sweet

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

And that i spent the night with her

Smokin sweet and sour