This is a song about "Ghetto philoshopy"

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Than a ghetto blaster

Say bye bye to her

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

A ghetto in the making.

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Probably ain't hood, we got stress in the ghetto,

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Make all the bitches fiend, how to live in the ghetto,

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Better than college, after that, students home