This is a song about "Growing up in the bad country"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

But the fact of the matter is, were a country in need of saving

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I got family spread out across the country

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

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

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

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

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

I just step up in the club pour it up on a bad bitch that be wearing thong.

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

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

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

Heavy in the game

I'm growing in like rogaine