This is a song about "Boys in the hood"

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Get in the mood on blacc friday

The boys in blue! get 'em trey!

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

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

This for my niggas that really rap hard

But the hood was always in my heart

If theres a time that in the hood

This information is vital, look

Boys oink like you in the middle

Ok just listen up a little

People always dying in the hood, stood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good