This is a song about "Hood go crazy"

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Cause all i want is you, baby

His smile drives me crazy

No hook, fuck a hook

I'm chillin' in this hood

I don't live in the hood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

From hollywood to the hood

They gotta point em out baby

Going dumb im going crazy,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Me my crew are crazy,