This is a song about "Living in a bad neighborhood"

You in my neighborhood they'd drive-by for steppin' on turf,

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Wake up we living in a time where chaos is imminent

Fuck them niggas though, i'm a rebel in the living flesh

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

And that's in a poor neighborhood, truly nobody cares,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Luxury life, results living bad

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

And there's no poverty or crime and you're a neighborhood,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Feeling like he was living in a ditsy cup.. (ditsy cup..)