This is a song about "Haply childhood"

World on my shoulders as i run back to this my childhood

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

My childhood was fucked from the age of ten

I'll never call you bitch again

Carol city or was it the west

A childhood being depressed,

Well, i don't know, maybe you had some childhood trauma trip,

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

That end of my childhood

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

My childhood memories are still there..

And now i walk around without a care

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

My childhood was full of bad memories

My bitches fuck me good

I had a hard childhood,