This is a song about "Growing up in ghetto"

Growing up as a kid, life can be tough

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Growing up by myself

I'm on deck i'm up next

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

All teens growing up in tottenham lyrical geniuses all with their own speciality

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

I'm an odd fellow, the opposite of mellow

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry