This is a song about "No childhood"

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk

That end of my childhood

My bitches fuck me good

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

World on my shoulders as i run back to this my childhood

You've only got a set number of years 'till your childhood

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

You gotta breathe and be at ease

My childhood was full of bad memories

You ask me who i'm stroking now

No one no where no why no how

Taking it back to to the same street from my childhood

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook