This is a song about "You re not from the hood"

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

I'm not frail from the exposure

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

I'm not frail from the exposure

And then along came the wrong man for her

Yo, yo, yo, lemme show you how we do it down in the hood...

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

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Had to re align and not resign

Its not your fault all you know is a. b .c from the alphabet,

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

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

But for the neighbors, screams were common when you live in the hood.

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

To win a battle you need your neighborhood, i call it the hater's hood