This is a song about "Being from the hood"

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

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

Got love from the hood so it's all good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Call the crib, same number same hood

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Trapping with the hood rats

And all she wants is to dance

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Rejected from being a baller, infected with the thinking that we're all nerds

If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row