This is a song about "Haply childhood"

Aye, hold your head homie, look

And not deprive me of my childhood,

My childhood memories are still there..

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Why life did you save? look i know no better, so its not my fault my childhood

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

She got that good good

I had a hard childhood,

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

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Towards my young childhood

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

6. stripped of my childhood this is all i know,