This is a song about "Children of the ghetto"

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

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

She said she’s from the ghetto

Miami nights, ain't another one

All the innocent little children

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

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Screams, i thought we killed em ,thank god he didn't the thought of children,

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Jack the rippers an amatuer compaired to me, im the killer creature children are afraid of,

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood