This is a song about "Niggas in da hood"

I'm chillin' in this hood

To mcs that don't rhyme good

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

Niggas acting hood, breaking backs like acne

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

If theres a time that in the hood

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look