This is a song about "Ghetto life"

A ghetto in the making.

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Where they find me, 16 on death row

She said she’s from the ghetto

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

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

Those police have racial bias, they put liquor in the ghetto,

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though