This is a song about "Me fighting as a kid"

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

I fell out of my moms golden vagina which a remindsa me that im a golden kid,

Am i fighting for the right thing god give me a sign

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

The good kid from the ugly city

Keep fighting these demons who keep haunting me

I can't remember much but i was always sad as a kid.

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Good help is hard to find

As a kid i often didnt mind

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

Let's pretend he liked hobbies he could do as a kid,

Treatin me like a kid with them nursery rhymes

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines