Gotta make a living, got plans of moving out the hood, not stayin in it
I hate these cheap apartments, and these vague complaining attendants
Roaches in the kitchen but I ain't really trippin, I'll be rolling in a minute
Hopsin hates the ghetto and all aspects of it but he isn’t worried because he knows his music will lift him up out of it.
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