This is a song about "In hood life"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

See me anywhere in the hood and get ya head spun,

Been bad all my life, i was raised in the hood

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

The faker they shakin' my hand

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

A snitch in my hood will do no good maybe he should

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good