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

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Of finding myself as an individual

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

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

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Grapes of knowledge growing green, toss em in the well,

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

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

Pinning and sticks in its ways

Just know that i'm always

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

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

Shades: lv was a little dough

Growing up i had your posters o