This is a song about "Racism cops black people the hood respect"

Black as black like the blacktop/

Almost cried right on the spot

Mary lou could wear a black hood too, but she's golden

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Call the crib, same number same hood

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

I dont have any respect for the gov or the people that areabove me

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

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

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood