This is a song about "Hard life in the ghetto"

Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

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

It’s the hard knock life, for us,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Its a cold night, life in the ghetto isn't so nice

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Sent away in the box, locked at the top of the ghetto,

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

You turn of your feelings when the life is hard, but you live in sweden your

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door