This is a song about "Ghetto"

Make all the bitches fiend, how to live in the ghetto,

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

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

See, it's something about commitment though

I want to fight the music on this one

Not some ghetto poor bitch ass villain

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Power corrupts me everyday, ghetto evils take over,

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

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