This is a song about "Ghetto life"

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

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

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

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

Roll a nick of that lala - that's how i plays it - mellow

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

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Its a cold night, life in the ghetto isn't so nice

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Than a ghetto blaster

That damier bag i bought her

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

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

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