This is a song about "Hard times in the hood"

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

I was growin as a person in the hard times

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

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

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

With so many others still stuck in the hood

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

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

People always dying in the hood, stood

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

What we gotta do to survive