This is a song about "Grew up"

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

This is for the kids who grew up with nothing

I grew up there what a looser,

They used to call me the future

As he grew up he got more confused

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

And see i grew up poor, i probably didn't have two dollars,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

I finally grew up and matured and manned up

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

See these little thugs grew up and thought there infinite potential,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,