This is a song about "Urban growth and immigration"

And inhospitable,

Got to the end of the tunnel

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

And reminds us that the mixture of guns and puns is too urban and street

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I can kill you now, but i stand here and start to growth.

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

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