This is a song about "Life in my hood"

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

She likes to look in my hood, she says it's the best shiny bling with all rippled beats

If theres a time that in the hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

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

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Sometimes i would sneak out in the night with my black hood

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

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

I send my niggas through your hood

This information is vital, look

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

Put a rapper in his place and slam my car hood down,on his skull,