This is a song about "The hood"

Girl, you got me in a trance

Trapping with the hood rats

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

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

Instead to get the respect your dissin your own hood

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

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Represent for the south, man i rep it for the hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Sometimes i would sneak out in the night with my black hood

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

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