This is a song about "Criminality in my hood"

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

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

I'm chillin' in this hood

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

I'm not black and i wasn't raised in a hood

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

With so many others still stuck in the hood