This is a song about "Babies in the hood"

Home to asthmatic babies in her tenement

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Then maybe have a couple babies live in a little house by the beach and

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

If theres a time that in the hood

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

People always dying in the hood, stood

Call levi's we can see about the home cook