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.
