This is a song about "Come up from the hood"

What good can come out of the hood, we so misunderstood/

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

And i dare that nigga lil' wayne to come to my hood

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Cause hoes always want a guy from the hood

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

Like feeling all the emotion come from within

Your bra up over here

Look , the come up is real

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

These lyrics come from the heart

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Then come back from the dead and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt