This is a song about "Urban"

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

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

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

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

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

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

In the urban envrionemt of modern

So in layman’s terms my words burn

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

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