This is a song about "A rap about a girl in the hood"

You bull shit, look

I don't live in the hood

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I'm a wigga who aint gon rap that much about the streets.

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Got your girl in a submission

And they all mint condition

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Thats the truth riding shotty is a girl in a bikini,

I'm not black and i wasn't raised in a hood

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

The girl walked by me without a care in the world

Back like i never ever left in the first