This is a song about "Ghetto caillou"

You can't leave the ghetto streets

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

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

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

Get you high, keep it on the low

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Power corrupts me everyday, ghetto evils take over,

Forever young and ghetto fabulous

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

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