This is a song about "Living in the hood fucking shit up"

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

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

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

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

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

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

With so many others still stuck in the hood

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Caught up in the moment, same shit rearranged

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Run up in the crib tryna uncover shit