This is a song about "Survival in the ghetto"

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

People in the ghetto are banging, and steady knocking domes,

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

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Cycle of living in the ghetto 'round that shit, live every moment

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Everyday i'm from the ghetto, put y'all in a body bag,

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Boostin' the cheddar, please remind me who's in the ghetto,

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

Probably ain't hood, we got stress in the ghetto,

Those police have racial bias, they put liquor in the ghetto,

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro