This is a song about "Growing up alone"

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Bunch of kids growing up learning shit the way that's hard,

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

I wasn’t broke growing up but let a real lyricist start shit,

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Growing up was over the fence, nigga i hopped the line

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

The hardest part of life is growing up.

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Why you woke up alone in a bed

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head