Guess the song...? Am I loud and clear?

Or do I gotta scream like I did every day when I was a troubled teen, huh?
Do you want to know my past and see every single scar and know what they mean, huh?
17 running up in Mickey D's begging for a double cheese, huh,
Singing, "I don't want to grow up, don't nobody like you when you're 23."
I came from nothing but a unsupportive father I don't ever see,
I had to watch a crooked jury put my brother in the penitentiary,
I never fit in.
Criticism made me the man I couldn't be,
I'm reminiscing on when life was different spending every day at Chuckee Cheese, uh

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end,
And I'll run these streets if you give me a chance,
I've been here so long,