This is a song about "Growing up on the streets"

I'm important to the impostors

Brought up on the streets at corners

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Can trust nobody on the streets

The hardest part of life is growing up.

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Played our beats on the streets

All that ass in your jeans

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Growing up in the streets was easy

Trap our young black seeds

Played our beats on the streets

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle