This is a song about "Hood kid"

Better than your bitch would

I'm chillin' in this hood

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Im just a kid tryna move out the hood

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

If theres a time that in the hood

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood

Dont get ya fucking hood invaded

Because there ain't no coming back from that

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Call the crib, same number same hood

I got the hood behind me

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood