This is a song about "Robin hood"

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

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

I don't live in the hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood

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

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

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

I send my niggas through your hood

Lobsters and shrimp im good