This is a song about "Baby ghetto"

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

What them tippers don't see

Parents treat me like a baby

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I got to be your baby

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

And i know love me baby

She said she’s from the ghetto

And i made it with that dope flow

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

Double m g forever though

And niggas flashing crazy

Rollin' with my baby

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow