This is a song about "Ghetto celi"

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

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Of being trapped with no way out are common in the ghetto,

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

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

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

Than a ghetto blaster

I said i'm hurting her

But shit, y'all wouldn't know that, please, you ghetto?

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,