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"

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

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

Trying to catch me riding dirty

I got the hood behind me

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

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

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

But y'all know my story now, and i exist in the facts,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

If ya see me in the hood don't think i can't leave

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

My nigga, no hook

I don't live in the hood

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood