This is a song about "Where i grew up"

It’s funny, but i grew up thinking that's what matters

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

When i grew up i was like "whatever"

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

See i grew up in new orleans, l.a., with my family,

I wish i grew up racially mixed without the black and white,

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Grew up in the darkness like i was bain

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Man i grew up in the gutter, so fuck them others,

I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,

There's nothing man made than can make it just you