This is a song about "Urban spratt"

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

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

In the urban envrionemt of modern

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

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

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

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

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

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

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

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

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