This is a song about "Grow ing up"

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

Tryna blow up, lets hope and pray that im the greatest when i grow up.

Inspired enough to one day grow up

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Bitch got all them booty shots

Still be needing to grow up

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

I wanna grow up rappin, makin bundles of money

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Straight up nagasaki-ing comic cons

I watched k.n.b. grow, he caught up to it,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that