This is a song about "All about my hood"

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

In the hood, often misunderstood, but it's all good

Had some time to sit and think about all of my sins

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Marijuana leasing all about my business

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

But the hood was always in my heart

This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about

It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

Until he choked and didnt realized that this is my hood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look