This is a song about "The hood influence"

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

The real influence to everybody who rhymes

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

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

From hollywood to the hood

Lobsters and shrimp im good

So give it baby

I got the hood behind me

He is the real influence to hobbs

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

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

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

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