This is a song about "My hood"

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

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

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

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

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

Throw my hood up, it's startin to snow

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

Until he choked and didnt realized that this is my hood

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

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

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

I try to keep my vibes good, but its hard when your living in the hood,

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

I'm down for my hood,but who are u?