This is a song about "Staying true to the hood"

I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,

I got killers on my team that’ll get at you

Need to grime i'm staying in line for the game not the fame

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

To know about the hood..i learned.

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

We believed in you

To stay true to the crew

So we just pray to the lord, that we could stay true

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

I try to keep my vibes good, but its hard when your living in the hood,

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

The right time to applaud, his interior was never true