This is a song about "Ghetto hoe on the low"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Stay on the down low rap a fuckin rookie competitor

This summer gone be mine though

You can keep it on the down low

Ballin like he melo satisfied in his ghetto bitch sittin on the steps front row seats

I turn yo good girl to a bad bitch, wildin like a rabbit in betwen the sheets

She said she’s from the ghetto

Preaching to the choir though

Your generativity is on the low, your creativity would never show

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Never really been into the ice

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

On a low note who knows the path to fame,

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again