This is a song about "Slum pandas"

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Living in a slum, hoping i could at least have a green thumb

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

I needed to become saved before another dumb day before i get slum craved

I keep traction till my faction off the slum strip.

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

I come from the slum, bitch i ain't gonna front

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent