This is a song about "Growing up suck"

And the v12, that's on various trips

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Tonight you could blow up, tomorrow you suck

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

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

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

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

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Parkside productions growing up even got our own hood tearing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

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