This is a song about "Raised in margat"

In the 602 nd brought my g'ed up skills too the grandee.i waz raised by thugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Do you see the generation that we've raised,

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Born and raised in a swirled twirled hip hop world

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

I was raised to cuss,stir up shit,want to be the best southern pride beats in the chest

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I've seen trials and tribulations,was raised in a nation full of racism

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

That's how you'd feel if you grew up, was raised in the streets,

They gave us life and even in the strife, man they raised us,

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise