Broken Memories
Huh... Imma record this in one take
And I swear to God
I always end up
Choking up every time I spit this shit
Check it
Broken memories
I had to empty out the bank
Broken memories
Need a reminder I went blank
Broken memories
Sorry I forgot what to think
Broken memories
Re-jog my memory
Broken memories
I had to empty out the bank
Broken memories
Need a reminder I went blank
Broken memories
Sorry I forgot what to think
Broken memories
Re-jog my memory
Furiously running my ass
Down memory lane
Tryna recollect the moments
I might go insane
Flashing back to back when
I would backlash in the back seat
Of my daddy's vehicle
When he said I need to refrain
From asking why he couldn't
Purchase shoes I actually like
Or why I got a scooter
When I said I want a bike
Or how I... but before I finished
He would pinch me
Grip his belt
Grab my arm
And say boy this yo last strike
2011 fell in love for the first time
2012 was the first year I recorded a rhyme
Heartfelt verses I thought I was in my prime
Quietly copied the popular
I was a mime
But although I tried
I couldn't seem to be the same
People purposely butchering
My African name
Dissing me in every hallway
Girls thought I was lame
Zero self-esteem I just look back
That shit a shame
One rainy day
My momma said we gotta go
Asked her where we going
She said you don't gotta know
Took about an hour
She pulled in extremely slow
Dragged me to a therapist
I hit an all-time low
Never seen her cry until that moment
I broke down
She told me she's trying
Although daddy ain't around
He'll be back before you know it
You just gotta smile
But I had found no reason to smile
In quite a while
Broken memories
I had to empty out the bank
Broken memories
Need a reminder I went blank
Broken memories
Sorry I forgot what to think
Broken memories
Re-jog my memory
Broken memories
I had to empty out the bank
Broken memories
Need a reminder I went blank
Broken memories
Sorry I forgot what to think
Broken memories
Re-jog my memory
And I swear to God
I always end up
Choking up every time I spit this shit
Check it
Broken memories
I had to empty out the bank
Broken memories
Need a reminder I went blank
Broken memories
Sorry I forgot what to think
Broken memories
Re-jog my memory
Broken memories
I had to empty out the bank
Broken memories
Need a reminder I went blank
Broken memories
Sorry I forgot what to think
Broken memories
Re-jog my memory
Furiously running my ass
Down memory lane
Tryna recollect the moments
I might go insane
Flashing back to back when
I would backlash in the back seat
Of my daddy's vehicle
When he said I need to refrain
From asking why he couldn't
Purchase shoes I actually like
Or why I got a scooter
When I said I want a bike
Or how I... but before I finished
He would pinch me
Grip his belt
Grab my arm
And say boy this yo last strike
2011 fell in love for the first time
2012 was the first year I recorded a rhyme
Heartfelt verses I thought I was in my prime
Quietly copied the popular
I was a mime
But although I tried
I couldn't seem to be the same
People purposely butchering
My African name
Dissing me in every hallway
Girls thought I was lame
Zero self-esteem I just look back
That shit a shame
One rainy day
My momma said we gotta go
Asked her where we going
She said you don't gotta know
Took about an hour
She pulled in extremely slow
Dragged me to a therapist
I hit an all-time low
Never seen her cry until that moment
I broke down
She told me she's trying
Although daddy ain't around
He'll be back before you know it
You just gotta smile
But I had found no reason to smile
In quite a while
Broken memories
I had to empty out the bank
Broken memories
Need a reminder I went blank
Broken memories
Sorry I forgot what to think
Broken memories
Re-jog my memory
Broken memories
I had to empty out the bank
Broken memories
Need a reminder I went blank
Broken memories
Sorry I forgot what to think
Broken memories
Re-jog my memory
Credits
Writer(s): Tapiwa Mudehwe
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