This is a song about "All alone growing up with nothing but myself"

And it'd just be myself alone, but i don't know why

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Seen nothing but heard it all with my ears

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

But go ahead and leave this baby on the corner all alone

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

All teens growing up in tottenham lyrical geniuses all with their own speciality

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Left with nothing but eternal fire

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

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

His father wanted nothing to do with him so he was alone,

I can taste the salt from my tears

Growing up by myself