This is a song about "Growing up as a little kid"

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

Cus i been dealing drugs since i was a little kid

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

As a kid i often didnt mind

Cause i’m back on my grind

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Because of you we are overly dedicated

Let's pretend he liked hobbies he could do as a kid,

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Picture this, a little kid, middle class obnoxious youth,

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Let's pretend he was never beat up as a white kid,

I remember as a kid i wrote you a little letter

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better