This is a song about "Rude childhood"

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Police be barging into homes but that's rude

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Towards my young childhood

A life where we don't need no welfare

My childhood memories are still there..

Only way that i know how to escape from this childhood

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

That end of my childhood

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

And our very own childhood conflicts depict em/

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen