MemoryLapse!

I think these niggas memory lapse

I just spit my thoughts on the track they keep rewinding me back

Every target shot in the dark they don't know how to react

All my scars are covered in bars I don't know how to relax

All my demons are working hard I need my effort to match

Had to cut the curls just so I could cut myself from the past

Had to put out another project no one needed to ask

I'm just focusing on the path I got two feet on the gas

Distort the voice blow out the speakers till it shatters the glass

I got some homies telling me to take this shit on the road