This is a song about "Settlement housing"

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Naaaa, i aint gone settle this, but most of yall looking for the settlement

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Dealers walkin’ a tightwire in the public housing projects,

Tough streets, section 8 inside the public housing projects,

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

It's like my whole entire life's a project like it's public housing,

So sad like nomads unsuccessfully seeking settlement

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Hoping for a settlement with metal on my delicate's heavy like an elephant.

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

And if you got money man the head is amazing

From the cold water flats and the old public housing,