This is a song about "Living on the hood"

Towards the life you're living

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Found out she living off tax that's hood, then started my attack

I try to keep my vibes good, but its hard when your living in the hood,

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Call the crib, same number same hood

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

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

She got that good good

I don't live in the hood

With so many others still stuck in the hood

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook