This is a song about "Hood fight"

So i begin to fight and fight

She might be goin' home with me tonight

Better than your bitch would

I'm chillin' in this hood

I send my niggas through your hood

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Trapping with the hood rats

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

From hollywood to the hood

Showed your lil' ass look

Which you know i'm different, right

Resturant start a fight

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book