This is a song about "Trying to make it out the hood"

I keep trying to figure it out why you don't wanna be with me

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Way too stoned to make it home so i passed out in the streets

Okay so i'm not trying to make you cry so i'm going to end it here.

Just like your burnin up the weed when its packed, after a pot deal

For you while you are on the couch, trying to rate it

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Where the hood rules, kick our ass if we make a mistake!

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

"jc, you ain't gonna make it! go back to your fucking hood!"

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

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

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Trying to make it big no one seems to be to nice

You only live once, tonight we do it twice