This is a song about "Fuck you all im rolling with my homies from the hood screamin thug life yeah doc its 9boz cuz im boz and im the boy in the hood and il put a pistol in your ass im going crazy screaming this shit trough the boyz n the hood every hood s the same this blocc"

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

But the hood was always in my heart

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Now im mad at the hood like a crook

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Talk loud around the hood, now im taking your phone

I die being me,im fucking happy,see my hood see the king

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

Aye, hold your head homie, look

If theres a time that in the hood