This is a song about "Growing up not knowing who i am"

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

I wasn’t broke growing up but let a real lyricist start shit,

Who'd you think i am not?

Like a fiend off the best rock

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Wishing but knowing i won't soar to you up in that sky.

Laying there, not knowing that i was near dead.

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

And reflect on the rap game, i came

But who am i kidding, i could not sustain

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

Not knowing i was the only one in the middle

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

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

That who i am today

She do everything i say