This is a song about "Grew up in a trailer"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I grew up in nola city,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

I grew up as a teenager in new orleans, word is bond,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

And i grew up poor with no cash flow in the country, you ain't even know it,

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

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Grew up in the darkness like i was bain

Here i go again, falling in love again

Grew up in the suburbs

Talking of the gods you serve

I grew up in nola city,

But five years from now i bet she see