This is a song about "Growing up in a bad home no food no water dog died school burned"

No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands, i'm a

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Brave to take up a revoked fame, no shame i stepped in

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

No food in your fridge how you gna feed four kids

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

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

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

In holy water, no wonder they tried to hold me under longer

But i never ever thought that you would take me on this offer