This is a song about "The slums"

When they hear me rocking the groove

I'm the nigga with the juice

Broken streets, kids dream of me in the slums

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Choking on them white boys make a black panther

Reminisce the times and the laughter

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

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

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

The bigger the the fun

See, i'm second to no one

A criminal grind nigga

I bring the heat like the