This is a song about "Settlement housing"

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

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

Ho i kick it, i punt it like reggie roby or something

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

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

So sad like nomads unsuccessfully seeking settlement

Tough streets, section 8 inside the public housing projects,

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

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

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

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

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Dealers walkin’ a tightwire in the public housing projects,

From the cold water flats and the old public housing,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win