This is a song about "Sex and the ghetto"

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

I'm on deck i'm up next

Me and your mum had rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Know that they're corrupt, brought crack and liquor to the ghetto,

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

And when you live in the ghetto, it could fall down tomorrow,

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Now i'm living out my dreams

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto