This is a song about "The hoods"

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Ya'll wife and white knight her

For the man of the hour

You're the snow, i'm the sun

There are times when you'll need someone

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

Because of drugs that have taken over our ghettoes and hoods,