This is a song about "Ghetto philoshopy"

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Not some ghetto poor bitch ass villain

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

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

The world looking out, they on the front row

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

No, just put us on death row

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

Talk sharp like a razor blade

In the ghetto n' threw shade.