This is a song about "Dirty ghetto kids"

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

How simple they are

Than a ghetto blaster

From the projects to the penthouse

And i'm from the dirty south,

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Why are the little kids having little kids

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Hella dirty like i'm paris hilton

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Lying muhfucka done nuttin for the ghetto