Will Sessions - Memory Lane lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Elzhi] I'm trying to get to memory lane But wonder should I take the train of thought Or hop on a mental plane I don't stay far, but this a place you can't get to in your car Travel, standing still, it's bizarre; but there you are Like you never left, back in junior high with your report card Trying to make a B out the letter F Maybe that was me around the time that my brother was six Before I got my first job and my mother was sick It's like she never needed chemo, her hair looks long, flowing Sometimes it feels wrong going But then every corner that you slung Hung with all your dead homies slung But now they got breath in their lungs Looking forever young, before they were stressed In here they only dress in nothin' less than Guess Timberland, Tommy Hil, Rockports, and a Pelle I reach down and grab a beeper while I'm searching for my celly Damn did I hear Bump and Grind that was the jam at the reunion with the fam In front of the cam, I'm trying to kick it with my first chick I used mom's Infinity This will be the twelfth time I lose my virginity sh** was the truth, I left and I stopped up at the Hip-Hop Shop Seen 'Tin, Dilla, and Proof Bugz, Bad Vibes, and Grym, T3 when he was slim Watchin' La Peace battle Eminem Soon they handed me the mic to spit a rhyme and a verse I was shocked to see the clock show the time in reverse But I ain't wanna leave Without hittin' my first blunt filled with chronic leaves I choked up and couldn't breathe That's the day I missed cla**, smellin' like twist gra** Mrs. Nash kicked me out because I'm not a kiss a** So I visited places where spots got shot on a daily basis Where kids pull triggers with babyfaces Wait, I must be on the wrong side of the lane trail Where they rob memory banks and end up in the brain cell Where all my misery and pain dwell I'm said to leave out my state of mind before the train bail So now it's time to go I threw the deuces up to Dilla, dapped up 'Tin and then I hug my mama slow Yo It's the place you wanna be, right Next time I think I'll take the mental plane Instead of the train of thought Hopefully touch down In a state in my mind, but I'll leave the mental baggage in the crib Get back to that place In Memory Lane