This is a song about "Santa in the hood"

Better than your bitch would,i can kill yall niggas in the fucking hood.

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

But for the neighbors, screams were common when you live in the hood.

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

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

The faker they shakin' my hand

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

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

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

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

If theres a time that in the hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

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

People always dying in the hood, stood

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook