This is a song about "Ghetto caillou"

His dick ain't narrow, comin straight from the ghetto

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Power corrupts me everyday, ghetto evils take over,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

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

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

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

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Lying muhfucka done nuttin for the ghetto

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

They all need attention, they call me a g though