This is a song about "Ghetto caillou"

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

They say them colors must be fake

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

Who real bitches check me out though

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

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

Than a ghetto blaster

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

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

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

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

You can't leave the ghetto streets

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,