This is a song about "Shanty"

Of being pour with no ambitions, house the size of a kitchen.

Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,

Ya nothing but a bitch, step outside of the kitchen

Cause you can make reality out of fiction

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,