This is a song about "I was growing up buming spm"

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

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

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Growing up with an arab family , you'll never be happy.

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

Growing up was over the fence, nigga i hopped the line

Growing up as a kid, life can be tough

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Growing up is tough especially when your a teen.

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

Growing up in the streets was easy

And all women who had light features, see

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