This is a song about "Reykjavik ghetto"

Than a ghetto blaster

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Power corrupts me everyday, ghetto evils take over,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

So is dr. j and moses malone

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Thats tryin to move out the ghetto

But now the dough like kaiser bro

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

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

Not just for new orleans, i do this for every ghetto,

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

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

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