This is a song about "Tenement housing"

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Tough streets, section 8 inside the public housing projects,

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

From the cold water flats and the old public housing,

So they quote me and love me like i’m a poet or something

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Discriminated housing and then took away their fathers,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

It's like my whole entire life's a project like it's public housing,

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Dealers walkin’ a tightwire in the public housing projects,

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends