This is a song about "Childhood love"

Wait till i destroy the childhood dream, that gleams on the tv screen/

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

A childhood being suppressed,

Hold my tears i tried my best

From hollywood to the hood

I had a hard childhood,

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt

The long road to success is dangerous

Show me love show me fuckin love

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

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Love rapping love sneakers above those