This is a song about "Being from the hood"

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

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Breaking the locks with these rocks from being attacked by a monster

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

And i'm not from the 'hood, so i never packed a piece,

Where i free the people from being a colony

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Got love from the hood so it's all good

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Like being hood was some kind of god-given present from heaven.

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

Go from wanting to be the president, to being a voter