This is a song about "Growing up in the 7 oh 6"

Grew up in the basements

Thought this was forever love

Growing up in the streets was easy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Sb nike's, with the grey box

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

If i lost you be patient

I am growing impatient

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

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

That's why they can't mess up my flow

I look in your eyes, oh,