This is a song about "Poor childhood"

A childhood being suppressed,

Just say he's the best

And not deprive me of my childhood,

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt

Memories of my childhood contain nothin' but hunger and thirst

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

That end of my childhood

No hook, fuck a hook

My childhood memories are still there..

Three town homes in delaware

I mean the shit is, fred hampton on your campus

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status