This is a song about "Ghetto girl"

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

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

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

Power corrupts me everyday, ghetto evils take over,

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

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

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

Yeah, now here's the memo

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

You can't leave the ghetto streets

I said believe in your dreams

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

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow