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

But sometimes in the ghetto see it's hard to move it up and down,

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

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

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

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

And i made it with that dope flow

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Sent away in the box, locked at the top of the ghetto,

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though