This is a song about "The hoods"

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

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

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

The realist in the game

Imma make it rain

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Yeah, i'm a lone wolf pack letting grannies ride me in red hoods

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

I do this shit for ghettoes and those 'hoods and kids from broken homes,

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

You gone make me flip then split your shit

The dopest on the planet