This is a song about "Its my hood my section"

On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

I'm down for my hood,but who are u?

A working genius, a work of art

But the hood was always in my heart

On that battle section is a reply to my verse

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

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

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

I send my niggas through your hood

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Until he choked and didnt realized that this is my hood