This is a song about "Suburbs"

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

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

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

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

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

They slowly showin they colors

Grew up in the suburbs

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

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

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth