This is a song about "Tuff childhood"

When they here today what you say to them

My childhood was fucked from the age of ten

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Yeah you aint so tough now bitch yeah you aint so tuff now

One day she talked to us about our younger childhood

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

And not deprive me of my childhood,

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

My childhood was full of bad memories

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

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Off to work i go, back to this childhood

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book