This is a song about "Still in the hood"

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

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

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

If theres a time that in the hood

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

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

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

See me anywhere in the hood and get ya head spun,

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Still so close to the hood, i'm ashamed to say

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

People always dying in the hood, stood