This is a song about "Not the hood"

Got my niggahz on my side when we in the enemies hood

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Instead to get the respect your dissin your own hood

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

And i'm not from the 'hood, so i never packed a piece,

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

And its simple as that baby

I got the hood behind me