This is a song about "Born in the hood"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

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

Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

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

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

With so many others still stuck in the hood

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

I was born in the underground of the south side

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

The future is born, put the past in the casket

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that