This is a song about "Raised in the ghetto"

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

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

I'm an odd fellow, the opposite of mellow

Probably ain't hood, we got stress in the ghetto,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Made in the underworld where the ghetto girls creep

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

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

She self made, i'm self made

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

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

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Its a cold night, life in the ghetto isn't so nice