This is a song about "Move out the ghetto"

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

I know the road i'm taking

A ghetto in the making.

You can't leave the ghetto streets

No time to plot retreats

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Those police have racial bias, they put liquor in the ghetto,

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

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

He's out making product move with the cops in hot pursuit,

So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop, shoop, shoop

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

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

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