This is a song about "Being a gangster"

And how it feels to feel that feeling

I believed in a higher being.

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

And put another half a mil in my bank account

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Never was a gangster till i graduated to one

We don't speak to informants, they just look for a way out

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

Why go enclose a dyke gangster, custom manure