This is a song about "Growing up in the hood and being in foster care"

See me anywhere in the hood and get ya head spun,

Thats even better i'm not that into submissive woman

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

If theres a time that in the hood

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

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

It's just about the people being trapped up in our system,

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

This information is vital, look

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

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

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

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look