This is a song about "Urban growth and immigratoin"

And inhospitable,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

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

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

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

And remember what i said and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

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

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

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes