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

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Bunch of kids growing up learning shit the way that's hard,

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

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

Too much prized living in the projects, near suicide me who supplied

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Beautiful sunsets vivid context inside the projects

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

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.

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee