This is a song about "Suburbs"

Cop a house in the suburbs just to throw some parties at

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

That'll be another bastard growin up in the suburbs

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

My mind will ever say,my body's going to suburbs,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

Talking of the gods you serve

Grew up in the suburbs

And the harsh shit hits the suburbs, and they're able to save,

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

They probably from the suburbs, can't speak ebonics,