This is a song about "A ghetto lad"

That photograph is fading

A ghetto in the making.

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

From the get go, not from the ghetto, watched it from a distance though

Or just to stay under a ceilin' in the case of the ghetto

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Live a lie don't ask me why. i wrote a letter to the ghetto,

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Fussy lad has been discharged this case has been horrible

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle