This is a song about "Out the ghetto"

His dick ain't narrow, comin straight from the ghetto

No rims on my benz-o, just tint ho and good endo

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

Know that they're corrupt, brought crack and liquor to the ghetto,

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

The ghetto i'm embracin', theoretical conversation,

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

See i'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

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