This is a song about "Brother hood"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I don't live in the hood

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Luigi was his brother

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

My brother need a new job

I make songs about shit for attention

Real nigga shit. hood nigga section.

I send my niggas through your hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Cold as the snow season, below freezing, peace brother,

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Trapping with the hood rats

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good