This is a song about "The hood niggas"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I send my niggas through your hood

Always strap so i was alright

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Got my niggahz on my side when we in the enemies hood

Pussy niggas dont want war da hood will never match you

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Cause hoes always want a guy from the hood

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Niggas acting hood, breaking backs like acne