This is a song about "My hood love me"

Outta three steps one took me back and that took me right back to "my love..."

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Who's better? them never, lo sweaters

Trendsetter my fans love they send me letters

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

I die being me,im fucking happy,see my hood see the king

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

My mom and dad don't love me, never got along

Because i thought my mom would love me more/ nothing but a

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Hoes love me because of my cars

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Yeah, long as my bitches love me