This is a song about "Getting my family out the hood"

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Im just a kid tryna move out the hood

Trying to get out of the hood on the wish of a star

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

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

For me and my people loyal to the family

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Im in the car i'm about to park when this shit jumps on my hood

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Vegetation getting thick ima pull out my machete

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see