This is a song about "Struggle of growing up"

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Or you'll drive me crazy

Growing inside of me

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I'll never know the struggle of blacks, how it felt to them,

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

It's insane, growing up, they told me, "don't go against the grain",