This is a song about "Depression in the hood"

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

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

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

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

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

Smoke ? you know it taste good

If theres a time that in the hood