This is a song about "Urban outfitters"

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

In the urban envrionemt of modern

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

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

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

Which turned cities into ghettoes with the urban plight,

Like a passenger on 9/11, please go find a reverend

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

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

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

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

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light