This is a song about "Tuff childhood"

6. stripped of my childhood this is all i know,

The sun gives light cause it is the window

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

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Memories of my childhood contain nothin' but hunger and thirst

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

Taking it back to to the same street from my childhood

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

My childhood memories are still there..

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair

My childhood didn't mean much, only raising green up

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck