This is a song about "My hood my gang"

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

A snitch in my hood will do no good maybe he should

Been bad all my life, i was raised in the hood

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Until he choked and didnt realized that this is my hood

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood