This is a song about "Out of the hood"

Girl, you got me in a trance

Trapping with the hood rats

I rose out of the darkness

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Out the hood, out for good, hating niggas wished they could

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

Now i'm putting out these records so that hood shit is explained,

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Oh how fast the mood switched and then find out she's a hood bitch

That's why i'm makin' money

I got the hood behind me