This is a song about "Fly in da hood"

Enforce, i'm elegant and

When ya first stabbed me in da past,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

So you know i be fly, am in da league of kings.

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

People always dying in the hood, stood

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good