This is a song about "The tough timez in the hood"

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

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

I seemingly feel the need, for keepin it real in beats when speaking tough

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

She got that good good

I don't live in the hood

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I seemingly feel the need, for keepin it real in beats when speaking tough

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

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

Probably ain't hood, we got stress in the ghetto,

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

In the hood, often misunderstood, but it's all good