This is a song about "Tough childhood"

My childhood memories are still there..

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

And our very own childhood conflicts depict em/

One day she talked to us about our younger childhood

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

And i know that autism can be tough

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load

Whole team full of og’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip

Well, i don't know, maybe you had some childhood trauma trip,

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

You've only got a set number of years 'till your childhood

Since nautica was popular than popular for good