This is a song about "Living on the hood"

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

The life of a criminal, living on a chain

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

But i’m praying in advance

Trapping with the hood rats

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

We living on seamless derivation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

Don’t you be holding back, your love

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack