This is a song about "Childhood"

One day she talked to us about our younger childhood

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

My nigga, no hook

That end of my childhood

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

My childhood was full of bad memories

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

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Off to work i go, back to this childhood

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

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Why life did you save? look i know no better, so its not my fault my childhood

Taking it back to to the same street from my childhood

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would