This is a song about "Thug life in the ghetto"

Hello, the hype is so mellow

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

Shades: lv was a little dough

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

Y'all wonder why folks in the ghetto have a hatred of heat,

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Those police have racial bias, they put liquor in the ghetto,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Boostin' the cheddar, please remind me who's in the ghetto,

Catch, me chilling wielding the heney like pac on some thug-life shit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit