This is a song about "Not the hood"

Instead to get the respect your dissin your own hood

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

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

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

With so many others still stuck in the hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

I got the hood behind me

My slight fo's just talk dirty

I'm not black and i wasn't raised in a hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

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

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book