This is a song about "Ghetto girls"

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Probably ain't hood, we got stress in the ghetto,

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

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

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

They all need attention, they call me a g though

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

Lying muhfucka done nuttin for the ghetto

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

In 2 to 6 hours

But got love for them girls

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

Down just so we can grow

A ghetto in the making.

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring