This is a song about "Raised in margat"

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

I bring the tension in bricks, your raised it up a couple grams,

But sorry,i was raised like that,

May just gon' bring hobo back

These wack bars imprison me like i'm raised in a cell,

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

I hate to say,i'm born and raised in kuwait

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

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

I was raised in hell don't expect me to act like an angel with a halo ring/

Do you see the generation that we've raised,

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

You never had a father in ya life but you raised a man/