This is a song about "Growing up in london"

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for

I'm on deck i'm up next

Growing up by myself

They be little, young, kid i am growing up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

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

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Growing up is tough especially when your a teen.

The bitches is everything in between

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Never slowing, always rowing in those waters, growing into flowers

And become as big as london

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one