This is a song about "Ghetto lifr"

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

Lying muhfucka done nuttin for the ghetto

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

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

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Power corrupts me everyday, ghetto evils take over,

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

More money that mean less sleep

A ghetto in the making.

That photograph is fading

When you talkin illest rapper

Than a ghetto blaster

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks