This is a song about "New york ghetto"

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

My state is right, new york, the best with the rhyme

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Lying muhfucka done nuttin for the ghetto

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

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

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Cause after all the lights and screams

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

Celebrate the very day that she get past