This is a song about "Urban ethnography"

Yo we ain't from the ghetto but we go urban at least,

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

Yo, this music’s disrespected by those who caused the urban flight,

Yo we ain't from the ghetto but we go urban at least,

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Urban inner-city ghettoes, where you've never got a minute,

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern

In the urban envrionemt of modern