This is a song about "The slums"

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

You made me wanna

I bring the heat like the

Hoes row got beans in them

Do the math, get the sum

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Enter the building through the window

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

The more battles the better the flows

Tryna stay clear of my foes

But i dont never play

The truth but thats the way

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks