This is a song about "Childhood friend"

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

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

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

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

When you only have one friend and they only have one friend

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

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

And not deprive me of my childhood,

This information is vital, look

I had a hard childhood,

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

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