This is a song about "Life in my hood"

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Im in the car i'm about to park when this shit jumps on my hood

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

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

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

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

In the prime of my life

I used to have a nine to five

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

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

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

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

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle