This is a song about "Raised in the hood"

People always dying in the hood, stood

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Raised in a masacre, im a basterd till the day i die

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Got racks you don’t understand

See me anywhere in the hood and get ya head spun,

People be tellin' me i need me an african woman

We was loonie i suppose, you could

With so many others still stuck in the hood

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

With his hood raised up, this boy is lacking luck, combating in blood.