This is a song about "A black boy growing up in the hood"

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Growing up as a kid, life can be tough

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

I'm not black and i wasn't raised in a hood

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Growing up to be a president but now im a resident of the garden state

Only thing he has is his music, pac in his ear telling him "they finna hate"

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

The hardest part of life is growing up.

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I wasn’t broke growing up but let a real lyricist start shit,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit