This is a song about "Brutal childhood"

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Well, i don't know, maybe you had some childhood trauma trip,

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Taking it back to to the same street from my childhood

One day she talked to us about our younger childhood

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

A childhood being depressed,

Your new man got my respect

Off to work i go, back to this childhood

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

She had a cruel past, it was brutal, she wasn't just harassed.

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

You've only got a set number of years 'till your childhood

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Memories of my childhood contain nothin' but hunger and thirst

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first