This is a song about "The slums"

I bring the heat like the

Play the game nigga

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Stood out like pootie tang

The weed into the bong

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

The more battles the better the flows

The streetz is aint the safe

This is no trial, this a closed case

Broken streets, kids dream of me in the slums

If y’all important, i come at you, firing poems

And of course, my car's off course

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