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

You bull shit, look

I don't live in the hood

Bunch of kids growing up learning shit the way that's hard,

Want the title but im always fighting under card

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

But the hood was always in my heart

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

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

And i'm rhymin' up about all of this shit up in the 'hood 'cuz i'm a street poet,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that