This is a song about "Growing up during childhood"

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

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

Growing up to be a president but now im a resident of the garden state

Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Growing up by myself

I can taste the salt from my tears

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

Growing up i had your posters o

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Growing up as a kid, life can be tough