This is a song about "Growing up rich"

Growing up in the streets was easy

They say nothings ever free

It was hard for me and moms growing up

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

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

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

Parkside productions growing up even got our own hood tearing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Maybe one day i'll wake up and be rich

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

I loved peter pan when i was growing up

Kids growing up to be little pricks

It's moe, all i need is more chips