This is a song about "Thanks for the memories"

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Memories manifesting , reminding me of the skill,

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

My father is the cause of these memories

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

I hate chickens but i do fuck pretty birdies

I'm not the only one with these memories

The path to success served in a golden platter for me thanks to ma family

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Man it’s the killer tracks

I can say thanks to the gramms