This is a song about "Up in the hood"

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

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

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Whatever it takes to live and stand

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

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

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

But the hood was always in my heart

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

With so many others still stuck in the hood

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good