This is a song about "Plaet hollywood"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

From hollywood to the hood

Than with these hollywood actors, a criminal sentence,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

So here i am at the store for some chips

For a property in hollywood hills

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

All i heard was a few pouts, i think they were the hollywood bash

All i heard was a few pouts, i think they were the hollywood bash

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

I aint never been there, but i stay acting hollywood