You're just a hood

I see you, baby, using all those girls.

Jumpin' all those men.

Crushin' people's worlds.

You go to jail and get out.

You never change.

A coldhearted hood, you're still the same.

You come back to me, actin' all tough.

You tell me how jail's so rough.

Baby you're a no good hood.

Exempt from society.

But, Baby what you are to me is a dose of my anxiety.