This is a song about "Dealing in the hood"

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

And by the way i'mma start

But the hood was always in my heart

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

People always dying in the hood, stood

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

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

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Been bad all my life, i was raised in the hood