This is a song about "Grew up humble"

Talking of the gods you serve

Grew up in the suburbs

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

He sees the people he grew up with, they have kids now

Get it girl, keep that motor running

This is for the kids who grew up with nothing

Always knew where the pot was

Grew up in the basements

I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street