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"

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

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

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

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

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

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

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

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

A military mind mean money

I got the hood behind me

To mcs that don't rhyme good

I don't live in the hood

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood