This is a song about "Condeming the gangstar"

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

I got bigger problems baby

The fiends supply the shady

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Stuck in the in the tub,

But you know what

Gangstar am a gangstar since i unleashed ma anger, all because

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

She said she's never had a man

The game plan, the game plan