This is a song about "Niggas in the ghetto"

And when you live in the ghetto, it could fall down tomorrow,

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Sent away in the box, locked at the top of the ghetto,

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

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

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

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Cycle of living in the ghetto 'round that shit, live every moment

Drinkin' hennessey and cold brewafter smokin', stopped in oakland

Or just to stay under a ceilin' in the case of the ghetto

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

Everyday i'm from the ghetto, put y'all in a body bag,