This is a song about "Family break up"

You was just a little smaller but you still roller

Wake up for god sake your break time is over and i'm older

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Or i'll come break ya back dressed up in a jason mask,

Rappers i look up to they got records, i'mma break that shit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Wake up for god sake your break time is over

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

See i grew up in new orleans, l.a., with my family,

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

Probably get a boom headshot, or walk up and break your jaw

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for