This is a song about "Urban"

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

Remember that i speak the truth and bashur is not some urban legend or lore.

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

In the urban envrionemt of modern

Here i'm nothing but a backward bone-mugging urban bee

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The projects to the urban hood, where bitches pop rocks,

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Which turned cities into ghettoes with the urban plight,