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

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

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

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Once upon a time, i was standing on the streets

Little more weed, first class seats

Hit me up on the streets

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

Cause after all the lights and screams

Played our beats on the streets