This is a song about "Growing up in the hood"

Growing up was over the fence, nigga i hopped the line

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

With so many others still stuck in the hood

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

About my son growing up without the best mom ever mentioned.

Fuck around and pay your rent lets go in my car and fake the tint

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good