This is a song about "Make it out the hood"

They need a shovel just to make it out the door to get more of it

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Out the hood, out for good, hating niggas wished they could

I'm becoming a renegade of what i'm about, nearing what i feared about...

With the shit we say we tryna fly away stuck in this world but will we make it out

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Represent for the south, man i rep it for the hood

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

People only sell out 'cuz they make for corporations off it,

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I don't live in the hood

It aint just another neighbor hood around the block,

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

Hopin you can make it out, trying everyday

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay