This is a song about "Hood trying to raise a family good morals"

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

And if they try to raise a coup, kill em at the roots

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

Keep it a good stack i eat cheese from hood rats

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

That was closest to me having a family

I feel like i'm a disgrace to my family,

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

But nobody gets to raise a banner during halftime

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

I try to keep my vibes good, but its hard when your living in the hood,