This is a song about "How i was raised"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

'98 i was born and raised partially,

It’s how i became who i was supposed to be

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

But instead i got shot and was like what the fuck how

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

The fields of wv is where i was raised,

When i was told i didn't know how to reply

I like big butts and i cannot lie

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

I was raised to cuss,stir up shit,want to be the best southern pride beats in the chest