This is a song about "New york ghetto"

I gonna take it really nice and slow

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

I travel in a new york minute and keep it movin like pigeons

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

The ghetto i'm embracin', theoretical conversation,

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact

All she thinking bout is how to take his last