This is a song about "Life growing up"

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

I wasn’t broke growing up but let a real lyricist start shit,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Parkside productions growing up even got our own hood tearing

Growing up is tough especially when your a teen.

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Only thing he has is his music, pac in his ear telling him "they finna hate"

Growing up to be a president but now im a resident of the garden state

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

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

And all women who had light features, see

Growing up in the streets was easy

All teens growing up in tottenham lyrical geniuses all with their own speciality

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

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

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies