This is a song about "Dealing with poverty and never seeing my mom and rapping fast"

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

Your first and last mistakes are my right because your dealing with

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

And that's how my story ends: my mom died

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

The past goes by so fast and it never last

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit