This is a song about "I grew up"

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

I finally grew up and matured and manned up

I grew up poor, but artists brag about it and keep talking,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Who grew up in an age, that grew up on another

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

You know i grew up poor but aspired to bougie dreams,

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

You know the story, fuck questions, i grew up different ways,

I grew up on rap dawg, you could say it raised me

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,