This is a song about "Boss from the hood"

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Doing this cuz im the boss of me

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Trapping with the hood rats

But you don't have a chance

And plus them other motherfuckers from the hood, feel the same,

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

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

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Trying to move foward, though it never stops