This is a song about "Poor childhood"

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

My childhood didn't mean much, only raising green up

I represent the desperation of the poor

I told myself that i would play it cool

One day she talked to us about our younger childhood

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

My childhood memories are still there..

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

A childhood being depressed,

Just say he's the best

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

6. stripped of my childhood this is all i know,

I lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof