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

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

You think i'm so small but actually i'm tough so please fuss up, cause they call

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

Im just a kid tryna move out the hood

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

He's out making product move with the cops in hot pursuit,

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

If theres a time that in the hood

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

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

Sometimes i would sneak out in the night with my black hood