This is a song about "When i was 5"

I remember when i was little, i was always afraid

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

When i was delivered by the doc he stated i was dead

The you should look up in the stars

I was shocked when i read your response

I see a young teen

When i was still thirteen,

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

I wasn't made for a 9-5,im an artist an i was sent to ride or die

The world is so typical

Ever since when i was little

When i was mad, you thought i was sad

Because there ain't no coming back from that