This is a song about "Childhood obesity"

Memories of my childhood contain nothin' but hunger and thirst

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

And our very own childhood conflicts depict em/

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

A childhood being depressed,

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

Off to work i go, back to this childhood

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

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

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

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

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

My childhood was full of bad memories

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees