This is a song about "Half ghetto"

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

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

A ghetto in the making.

Get off a key like i can’t sing

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

So chase the air hide your stash

No one even know the half,

My nigga rozay put me on the tour cus i amuse him

The ghetto i'm embracin', theoretical conversation,

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Lying muhfucka done nuttin for the ghetto

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,