This is a song about "Going hard in da hood"

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

With so many others still stuck in the hood

I'm not black and i wasn't raised in a hood

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Im too hard. da rap version of bernard hopkins. nigga

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

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

Going so hard like bone marrow

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good