This is a song about "Born and raised in queens had to get if off man i swear i had the fiends"

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

 if i had another chance to be closer,

Look, just remember how that winning taste

In all the things i had to waste

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

I hate to say,i'm born and raised in kuwait

And that might come off surprising but i swear it's the truth

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

You never had a father in ya life but you raised a man/

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

So i thank you, but i hate #you, and if i had the chance id forsake you/

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

The dude had a mom and a dad just like i had