This is a song about "Hood go crazy"

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Fuck lucifer, little faggot, let's go take some crazy shots,

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Call the crib, same number same hood

She got that good good

But now your under a hood

Before my head gets steered, not hearing shit, man im go-ing crazy

But i'm more scared of weddings than a funeral lately

Going dumb im going crazy,

But five years from now i bet she see

If theres a time that in the hood

Smoke ? you know it taste good

I was wondering maybe

I'm nuts man i'm crazy

I'm chillin' in this hood

My bitches fuck me good