This is a song about "Not wanting to grow up"

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

Grow up to pac, biggie, eminem, and just like them i wanna do more than just entertain

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position

My four-four's givin payback

"im mad with wanting to have you back"

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

I watched k.n.b. grow, he caught up to it,

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south

Wanting to run away and hide

Always strap so i was alright

I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter