This is a song about "Hood smart"

Smart humans stop living, and stupid's are flipping.

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

You seem so smart turns out your so dumb,

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

If theres a time that in the hood

Cold world no blanket son

Smart raps have arisen

Call the crib, same number same hood

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

I'm trying hard, i get so hurt it's like lying's smart

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

I can taste the salt from my tears

You're smart but lack any common sense.