This is a song about "Tuff childhood"

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

My childhood wasn't bland n' i'll tell you firsthand

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Why life did you save? look i know no better, so its not my fault my childhood

Ever since my daddy left

A childhood being suppressed,

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

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Memories of my childhood contain nothin' but hunger and thirst

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

I still cherish my childhood and reminisce on my memories,

I had a hard childhood,

You bull shit, look

Now times are hard and i know its tuff

The long road to success is dangerous