This is a song about "Growing up in the ends"

It's insane, growing up, they told me, "don't go against the grain",

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

About my son growing up without the best mom ever mentioned.

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Ends in a fuck to cover up the muck we stew up,

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

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

We split the ends in the middle with a bit of friends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

I can taste the salt from my tears

Growing up by myself

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

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine