This is a song about "Brutal childhood"

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

My childhood was full of bad memories

One day she talked to us about our younger childhood

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

World on my shoulders as i run back to this my childhood

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

And not deprive me of my childhood,

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

Memories of my childhood contain nothin' but hunger and thirst

They tryin to say that i don't care

My childhood memories are still there..

It's me, my honesty's brutal

And even buy you a bottle

Im a brutal motherfucker with a taste for blood

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut