This is a song about "Born in the hood"

But the hood was always in my heart

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

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

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

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Been bad all my life, i was raised in the hood

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

My nigga, no hook

I don't live in the hood

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Fucking hoes, no strings attached