This is a song about "Im from da hood"

From hollywood to the hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

I die being me,im fucking happy,see my hood see the king

Keep it a good stack i eat cheese from hood rats

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Im just a kid tryna move out the hood

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Dont bother to bounce back cause im without a doubt da toughest/

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

I told her all about how we been living a lie

This power, superwoman, in da sky, im feelin fly

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Im da main man, so i got mad riches

Talk loud around the hood, now im taking your phone

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone