This is a song about "A kid that has a bad home life"

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

People tellin u i condemn u to a bad life

She don't really care about anyone advice

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

And make that mess a hit,just a blessed kid,

Saw a bad bitch took her home and we fore played

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

And dad came home ready to take a life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

I fell out of my moms golden vagina which a remindsa me that im a golden kid,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

A heart attack, son, cause a how bad that was."