This is a song about "New york hood"

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

Around my new found,hypness that shut the fucking hood down,

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

We was loonie i suppose, you could

New york rules, can't tell me nothin' in the game,

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

I send my niggas through your hood

Better than your bitch would

I don't live in the hood

Smoke ? you know it taste good