This is a song about "Hood rats"

From hollywood to the hood

Showed your lil' ass look

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

You weak rats relax these tracks i release on the streets

Keep it a good stack i eat cheese from hood rats

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

I don't live in the hood

No hook, fuck a hook

If theres a time that in the hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Rap attack your pack a rats coming in like swat teams,

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats