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

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

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

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

If theres a time that in the hood

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood

Lie about the rough times hard days but why

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die