This is a song about "Hood drugs"

If theres a time that in the hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

You better call cops,coz this drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

I'm chillin' in this hood

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

I send my niggas through your hood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good