This is a song about "Hard times growing up"

I can taste the salt from my tears

Growing up by myself

So much feelings to feel,this a hard times

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

The hardest part of life is growing up.

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

And i know it's hard when you feel that anger growing

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook