F Yo Hood.

F yo hood, yeah I said it

Yall out here killing each other, just up to no good and really yall need to dead it

And F your street and gang signs

I understand you love your neighborhood and thats all fine

But do you love your streets named after white presidents and mexican aboloshionists more than your own kind?

Does that bandanna you wear on your head ever fall over your eyes cause son you look blind

And oh yeah, while we on the subject, F that too

By that, I mean your red and blue

Rags hanging out your left and right pockets like that's supposed to be cool

While the white man let us destroy each other so they can eventually rule 

All yall wanna do is ditch and smoke on the block when you should be in school

And then the police gaffle you up because you don't know your rights so now who's really the fool?

F your underappreciation for who you've hurt and who you are

Its because of people like you that mothers have these unseen scars

You didnt care who's child you were killing when you was dumping out the window of that car

All because you were tired of being a supporting actor in the hood and you wanted to be a star

Most of all, F you for not loving yourself

You'd rather risk your families life so you could claim the hood until death

Gotta watch your back the enemies on the other side can be stealth

But when its all over, what will you have left.