This is a song about "My hometown"

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Maybe i should ditch my hometown and friends

That's why i'm makin' money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

These my rhymes and my story

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

As he grew up he got more confused

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I got a part time

My summertime sunshine