This is a song about "Gangs in the ghetto"

But i let off everything i have

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

Grew up in both the ghetto n the boondocks

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

//do this for the poor in the ghetto, the abused women

People in the ghetto are banging, and steady knocking domes,

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

And when you live in the ghetto, it could fall down tomorrow,

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Those police have racial bias, they put liquor in the ghetto,

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Made in the underworld where the ghetto girls creep

Sent away in the box, locked at the top of the ghetto,

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show