This is a song about "Wanna b a king in my hood"

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

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

My name is razor b

She going to borrow some money

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

She look in my hood, says it's the best rippled beat

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

If theres a time that in the hood

And if you think wayne's more of a king than b-i-g,

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

But the hood was always in my heart

A working genius, a work of art