This is a song about "Sad hood rap"

I send my niggas through your hood

This information is vital, look

You are lookin a little sad,

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Ha my mojo back

I was angry and sad

It's sad, but i ain't here, to talk about my fuckin' child hood,

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

I don't live in the hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

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

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Better than your bitch would

But now your under a hood