This is a song about "Western suburbs"

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Cop a house in the suburbs just to throw some parties at

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

They probably from the suburbs, can't speak ebonics,

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

It's a standoff, somethin kinda like a rap western

Grew up in the suburbs

That try to chase these skirts

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

My mind will ever say,my body's going to suburbs,

And you'll be spent, you'll be dead, checkin' out like best western

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth