This is a song about "The projects"

Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high

But for my homies, fuck 'em, projects, man, it's best to lie,

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

In the projects where ya find me

My lyric projects through a rough process

Carefree i don’t need the stress

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

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Where the process projects the problematic progress

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Cause your pussy like your friends, an you ain't from the projects

Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,

There's one last thing i want you to know about this girl i know *music ends*