This is a song about "The struggle in the hood"

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

It's unfair, your unaware of the daily struggle,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

The struggle of living in context is a giving

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

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

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

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Been bad all my life, i was raised in the hood

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

If theres a time that in the hood

Three in the air for the people who struggle

To make karma come faster than she normally will