[Verse One: P-Stunna]

You are now rocking with DJ Spydar
P-Stunna in the motherfucking building
And you know I be doing nothing but fucking chilling
I'mma start off with the opposite of pathetic
Tha Clip, so sick, need a medic
Got my back no matter who I'm with
Been that way since I met him in the fucking sixth
Grade
Now I'm getting paid
And I owe it all to him
Like the motherfucker who married Kim
Owe it all to Dre
Give it all away
I don't want the fame
Just to be the best in the game
And to make outstanding memories
Rapping with Tha Clip; make sem a these
Tracks number one singles!
Ride with this nigga til I get wrinkles!

[Hook: P-Stunna]

Without memories my life would be pointless
Memories are life, that's the phrase, I should coin this
[Repeat 2x]

[Verse Two: P-Stunna]

My uncle been in prison for what seems like forever
The world on my shoulders and my father feel a feather
Let's just pray that the nigga get out in December
So we can party, make music, and enjoy Southern weather
JC been like a homie to me all my life
Only nigga that wouldn't fuck my wife
So that's a nigga I would never cross
His inspiration sold Kenny's beat to Ross
His motivation is why I'm writing these words
If it wasn't for him I wouldn't be eating gravy and cheese curds

[Repeat hook 2x]