This is a song about "New kid on the block same fuck in story i gots games for days but if u ask me you sound worried ant no whites in my hood but the color on the snow i leave i fuck in mark every hood that i roll"

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

You ask for my forgiveness,i forgave you but the same shit repeated again

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

But for the neighbors, screams were common when you live in the hood.

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I don't live in the hood

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Better than your bitch would,i can kill yall niggas in the fucking hood.

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Then i will cut a bitch up an then leave them in the hood

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood

If you hatin on me i will smack you in the face

If he don't show up, think i can take his place