This is a song about "Being hood"

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

Dont get ya fucking hood invaded

From hollywood to the hood

This information is vital, look

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

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

I send my niggas through your hood

Lobsters and shrimp im good

I got the hood behind me

Bait baby, wait baby

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

I die being me,im fucking happy,see my hood see the king

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would