This is a song about "Judge in the hood"

Before you fuckin judge somebody look in the fuckin mirror.

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Got my niggahz on my side when we in the enemies hood

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood

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

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

If theres a time that in the hood

She look in my hood, says it's the best rippled beat

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

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

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat