This is a song about "Being a gangsta"

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I believed in a higher being.

But he don't rule a thing

I'm mental, it's instrumental

And still being a rebel

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I ain't a gangsta and i don't pretend to be

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

A childhood being suppressed,

Niggas in the street scared

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Like a shit motor, being a dumb fuck

But thats the life of a human being

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring