This is a song about "Growing up alone"

Why you woke up alone in a bed

My god come before this bread

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

The hardest part of life is growing up.

Much fun growin up all alone.

Little latasha sho' grown

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Parkside productions growing up even got our own hood tearing

About my son growing up without the best mom ever mentioned.

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Yeah and growing up i always loved music but people

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

I loved peter pan when i was growing up