This is a song about "Ghetto"

The ghetto i'm embracin', theoretical conversation,

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

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

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

Trap our young black seeds

You can't leave the ghetto streets

A ghetto in the making.

Dmv so we used to the waiting

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

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

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

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

And i did the video for really though

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

I can always go home and look down my street