This is a song about "Leaving in the hood"

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

With so many others still stuck in the hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

To mcs that don't rhyme good

I don't live in the hood

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Leaving rappers disordered, that explains the toe you grow in your fro

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

In the hood, often misunderstood, but it's all good