This is a song about "Ponies in da hood"

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Pussy niggas dont want war da hood will never match you

When ya first stabbed me in da past,

Enforce, i'm elegant and

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

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

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

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

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

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

White ponies slaughtered by their daughters, get hotter in minestrone.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Got ma head in da books

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

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look