This is a song about "A kid who is kicked and gets hurt by his family he grows up to be a warrior"

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Bruises from tip-to-toe and as he grows his bubble-wrap smalls.

Cause he fucks a ho who he calls his wife,

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

Don't assume i'm a bad guy, who gets to decide

He was coppin' hits and poppin' cris, he was a rocker kid,

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

Untill he hears a pop and gets shot.

Ever since then i had no job

Fine young man with an old man mind

The day a kid gets signed

I think you never heard the intense but it aint sexuall it's hate i aint rapping for the money

His life started to be a misery, and all of these happened because he listened to stan his enemy

And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.

African queen got what you need