This is a song about "Out the hood"

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

With so many others still stuck in the hood

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

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Call the crib, same number same hood

Trying to get out of the hood on the wish of a star

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Bow our heads, say our grace, getting out the hood is a god damn race

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

Found out she living off tax that's hood, then started my attack

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

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