This is a song about "Think you grown"

I know you think you cool

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

I know you think you on

That's word to my mom

Who do you think you are

She prayed on me passing that bar

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

I guess you think you cas, but i think you trash.

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

You think you sicker then me?

Now here's the point where you might think

She leave her hair in the sink

My faith's grown, you can check mate, i pray to the lord

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford