This is a song about "Boys in da hood"

My nigga, no hook

I don't live in the hood

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Never seen you as lyrical

Boys oink like you in the middle

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

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

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

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

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

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

The old boys' club in an all-boys school