This is a song about "Oldest in the ghetto"

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Revealing universes and habitats unknown to the oldest of souls,

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

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Of being trapped with no way out are common in the ghetto,

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

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

Y'all wonder why folks in the ghetto have a hatred of heat,

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

See my hands start to shake

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

I gonna take it really nice and slow

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Boostin' the cheddar, please remind me who's in the ghetto,