This is a song about "In the hood"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

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

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

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

But the hood was always in my heart

But for the neighbors, screams were common when you live in the hood.

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

With so many others still stuck in the hood

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

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

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

People always dying in the hood, stood