In the hood where dreams collide, Struggles and hopes, we cannot hide, Streets alive with stories untold, Where the young and brave are bold. Rising up from shadows deep, Brotherhood's embrace, our secrets keep, Heartbeats sync to the urban rhyme, In the hood, we hustle, strive, and climb. Shit I may be a young white boi but I still get around not talking to these fool at all stay away or I’ll make you go POP