This is a song about "A ghetto lad"

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

Its a cold night, life in the ghetto isn't so nice

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

No disrespect cus that lad was fucking sound,

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

A ghetto in the making.

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

If only he was ghetto mans maybe we would sell a bit

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Y'all wonder why folks in the ghetto have a hatred of heat,

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Tryin' to find a way out of the ghetto, searching, moving, climbin',

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin