This is a song about "Hood pope"

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

No hook, fuck a hook

But now your under a hood

So let 'em chase love

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

Aye, hold your head homie, look

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

I send my niggas through your hood

Better than your bitch would

My nigga, no hook

From hollywood to the hood

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good