This is a song about "Your mates from the hood"

You bull shit, look

I don't live in the hood

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

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

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

With so many others still stuck in the hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

But now your under a hood

Showed your lil' ass look

Talk loud around the hood, now im taking your phone

You gotta learn how to walk on your own