This is a song about "Making a living"

A ghetto in the making.

I was born to do the damn thing

Making a rap, don't care what ya'll say

Round my motherfuckin way

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Still living as a resident

Now this is what i call an evening

Stop living a facade and dreaming

I work at dolly dimples, flip pizzas for a living

With those crazy ass people at the county building

Made a living and a killing off it

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

No one’s making a fuss

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Making money and living it swell just isnt cheap

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet