This is a song about "Childhood life"

I write about your part in my life life life

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

And not deprive me of my childhood,

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

My childhood was fucked from the age of ten

My bitches fuck me good

I had a hard childhood,

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

A childhood being suppressed,

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

My childhood didn't mean much, only raising green up