This is a song about "Ghetto celi"

You left your nigga on his own

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

The ghetto i'm embracin', theoretical conversation,

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Not some ghetto poor bitch ass villain

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

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

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

Know that they're corrupt, brought crack and liquor to the ghetto,

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

Ha, in your loophole though

Not just for new orleans, i do this for every ghetto,

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though