This is a song about "Drug dealer in the ghetto"

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals

Probably ain't hood, we got stress in the ghetto,

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

I'm the dealer your the joker/

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Coz yeah,i'm that guy,the dope dealer

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Boostin' the cheddar, please remind me who's in the ghetto,

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

I'm already running in. what exactly is keeping him? do you know what we were in?