This is a song about "Surviving in the ghetto"

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Its a cold night, life in the ghetto isn't so nice

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

A ghetto in the making.

Don't want to be the king

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Meanwhile in the ghetto the blood leaked from hanging rugs,

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

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

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

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Of being trapped with no way out are common in the ghetto,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors