[Intro][Verse 1: Elzhi]I'm trying to get to memory laneBut wonder should I take the train of thoughtOr hop on a mental planeI don't stay far, but this a place you can't get to in your carTravel, standing still, it's bizarre; but there you areLike you never left, back in junior high with your report cardTrying to make a B out the letter FMaybe that was me around the time that my brother was sixBefore I got my first job and my mother was sickIt's like she never needed chemo, her hair looks long, flowingSometimes it feels wrong goingBut then every corner that you slungHung with all your dead homies slungBut now they got breath in their lungsLooking forever young, before they were stressedIn here they only dress in nothin' less than GuessTimberland, Tommy Hil, Rockports, and a PelleI reach down and grab a beeper while I'm searching for my cellyDamn did I hear Bump and Grind that was the jam at the reunion with the famIn front of the cam, I'm trying to kick it with my first chickI used mom's InfinityThis will be the twelfth time I lose my virginityShit was the truth, I left and I stopped up at the Hip-Hop Shop Seen 'Tin, Dilla, and ProofBugz, Bad Vibes, and Grym, T3 when he was slimWatchin' La Peace battle EminemSoon they handed me the mic to spit a rhyme and a verseI was shocked to see the clock show the time in reverseBut I ain't wanna leaveWithout hittin' my first blunt filled with chronic leavesI choked up and couldn't breatheThat's the day I missed class, smellin' like twist grassMrs. Nash kicked me out because I'm not a kiss assSo I visited places where spots got shot on a daily basisWhere kids pull triggers with babyfacesWait, I must be on the wrong side of the lane trailWhere they rob memory banks and end up in the brain cellWhere all my misery and pain dwellI'm said to leave out my state of mind before the train bailSo now it's time to goI threw the deuces up to Dilla, dapped up 'Tin and then I hug my mama slowYo[Outro: Elzhi]It's the place you wanna be, rightNext time I think I'll take the mental planeInstead of the train of thoughtHopefully touch downIn a state in my mind, but I'll leave the mental baggage in the cribGet back to that placeIn Memory Lane
