This is a song about "Settlement housing"

Dealers walkin’ a tightwire in the public housing projects,

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Discriminated housing and then took away their fathers,

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

So sad like nomads unsuccessfully seeking settlement

And nine out of ten broads call a nigga arrogant

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

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

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