This is a song about "Hood trying to raise a family good morals"

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Let's pretend he was a kid people were able to raise,

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Im trying to keep my vibes good by puffing on this joint,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Instead of trying to raise a perfect u.s. ranger,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

That was closest to me having a family

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Let's pretend he was a kid people were able to raise,

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Trying to please my family, friends and fans

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Come back to reality/ relatives begging's to start a family/