This is a song about "Hood tides"

You bull shit, look

I don't live in the hood

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

But now your under a hood

Man i bet u dont even rep ur hood,

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

Ride my tides i don't mind my lies that died slow

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Call the crib, same number same hood

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood