Happy New Year, I don’t know how I made it. More coming soon but enjoy this story for now. 

Verse 1//
Anger stay locked in my memory bank
Remnants covenants all look the same 
Astral project look right in my face 
Astral projection my revenant plane 
Where are your angels when you kickin game?
Keys with no lock you can not get away 
Terrorist threats in your mind, chuckin’ ‘nades 
You can get knocked, that John wick with the K 
Kid on the block, I’m not your everyday
Neighbors were locked momma wouldn’t let me play 
Needed escape so we picked up the skate
All fun and games till my shoes rip away
$1.95 poppa filled up the plates
Ramen noodle the pot, every night look the same 
It’s 2am, Red and blue on my pane 
Domestic disputes, CPS on the way 
I go to school school, act like ain’t nothin change 
Not knowin where ima be the next day 
Temper as short as my height at that age
Don’t let nobody get up in my face 
$1000 a month but the rent barely made 
Needed some shoes, hit the swap meet that day 
Thought I was cool, that shit wasn’t a phase
No pick and choosing shit ain’t ever change
First saw a tech, my cousins in LA
Uncle Hugo drank himself to the grave 
Mando smoke blunts, he ain’t knew they was laced
Now he just spends all his time twitching and stray 
My brother hold grudges don’t come to our place
Been like 10 years since I last seen his face 
Shit burned flames and got no one to blame 
So I picked up my words and I learned how to aim 

Chorus//
My absence of trust really turned to a virtue 
Bottle shit up and nobody can hurt you

Verse 2//

Right on ya block in that hoopty, I ain’t fuckin beefin unless you is shootin 
Known round the city, my family was movin 
So sit the fuck down if you ain’t know I been through it 
Fuck it lets do it, like really let’s do it 
Say I ain’t bout it don’t want me to prove it 
Look back at my old shit, this ain’t just for music 
I’ll check all you motherfuckers actin stupid 
I been through abuses, depression and trauma 
Got this suicidal shit straight from my momma 
I seen my own father drown right in his bottles 
I got bigger problems than the money callin
Fuck countin commas and peace like the lama 
I’ll up a rocket right in your apartment

memory bank

MEMORY BANK

I'm 17 years old and enjoy listening Lo Fi hip hop 
I also enjoy making my own music

MEMORY BANK

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