This is a song about "Ghetto love"

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

You can't leave the ghetto streets

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

The ghetto i'm embracin', theoretical conversation,

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

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

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Not some ghetto poor bitch ass villain

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

When you talkin illest rapper

Than a ghetto blaster