This is a song about "Growing up in the ghetto"

Grapes of knowledge growing green, toss em in the well,

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

But sometimes in the ghetto see it's hard to move it up and down,

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

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

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Meanwhile in the ghetto the blood leaked from hanging rugs,

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

Grew up in both the ghetto n the boondocks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

//do this for the poor in the ghetto, the abused women

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

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow