This is a song about "Hood expectations"

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Until he choked and didnt realized that this is my hood

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

Parallel on the other side

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

I'm not black and i wasn't raised in a hood