This is a song about "Raised in the hood"

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

If theres a time that in the hood

Been bad all my life, i was raised in the hood

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

Sometimes i would sneak out in the night with my black hood

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

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

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

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

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Raised in the streets , so i tell them mesa made me.

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

In the hood, often misunderstood, but it's all good

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,