This is a song about "Hood niggas"

Pussy niggas dont want war da hood will never match you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

With so many others still stuck in the hood

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Out the hood, out for good, hating niggas wished they could

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I'm chillin' in this hood

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Dont get ya fucking hood invaded

Told you camp lo was my favorite