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

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

My nigga, no hook

I don't live in the hood

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

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

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

I just want somebody i can see

Growing up in the streets was easy

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

The hardest part of life is growing up.