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

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

With so many others still stuck in the hood

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

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

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

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

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

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

In the hood, often misunderstood, but it's all good

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

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

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit