This is a song about "Life growing up in compton"

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Growing up as a kid, life can be tough

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

Growing up in the streets was easy

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Im still up in they mouth, fuck them and they life

Bunch of kids growing up learning shit the way that's hard,

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

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

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Fuck, clean up on aisle six