This is a song about "Childhood obesity"

Towards my young childhood

My bitches fuck me good

My childhood was fucked from the age of ten

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Ever since my daddy left

A childhood being depressed,

Carol city or was it the west

A childhood being suppressed,

My childhood wasn't bland n' i'll tell you firsthand

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Off to work i go, back to this childhood

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

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

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

Memories of my childhood contain nothin' but hunger and thirst