This is a song about "Out the ghetto"

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Tryin' to find a way out of the ghetto, searching, moving, climbin',

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

The ghetto i'm embracin', theoretical conversation,

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

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

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

Im still here but i can't skate

Don't want to be the king

A ghetto in the making.

Ha, in your loophole though

She said she’s from the ghetto

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

It looks like the ghetto has us beat