This is a song about "Actin like a gangsta"

Actin' like you don't know, yo you look a bit stumped,

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Typin fake raps and actin like he could "get some head"

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

These other niggas is lyin, actin’ like the summer ain’t mine

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

They actin like, i was the human sacrifice

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Thinks he's a gangsta but he's a disease

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Words of an evil twin, actin like satan finally gotta win,