This is a song about "Boyz in tha hood"

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

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

My bitches fuck me good

I'm chillin' in this hood

Butim still screamin in circles fuck tha free world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Got my niggahz on my side when we in the enemies hood

People always dying in the hood, stood

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

You know that love is a very serious thing

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Sometimes i would sneak out in the night with my black hood