This is a song about "Early childhood educators"

One day she talked to us about our younger childhood

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

A childhood being depressed,

Niggas in the street scared

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

My childhood memories are still there..

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

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

From hollywood to the hood

That end of my childhood

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Baby curvy curvy make me come early

Off to work i go, back to this childhood

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I carry the biggest sacks you'd think santa came early