This is a song about "Folk 340 insane gangsta diciple"

Branded a son of middle-class folk,

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Like a male version of lauryn hill

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Cause that muthafucker is the definition of gangsta

Love turns into pain

Create madness; insane

Enough talking bout them other folk

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

You just do your thing chick

An insane lunatic