This is a song about "Red hood"

I send my niggas through your hood

This information is vital, look

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I'm chillin' in this hood

Skies are black, clouds are red

Like a church in debt

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Smoke ? you know it taste good

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

Cutting me this worthless check

Kushed up and my eye red

Covered the room in splattered red,

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Trapping with the hood rats

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance