This is a song about "Im to hood"

Now im mad at the hood like a crook

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

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Instead to get the respect your dissin your own hood

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Hit the club she drop it low

Throw my hood up, it's startin to snow

Moms asked where i'm goin', to the hood if you ain't knowin'

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Im just a kid tryna move out the hood

Still so close to the hood, i'm ashamed to say

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday