This is a song about "Rough childhood"

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

My childhood was full of bad memories

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Niggas talk with limited service

It's probably to rough

You are when i play rough

See, i'm just trying to focus

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

My childhood was full of bad memories

So let 'em chase love

Feels i gotta be rough

Sweet, okay makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook

And not deprive me of my childhood,