This is a song about "Gang banging"

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Banging on the back door,

Im seated by the floor

So quit banging ya head 'gainst the wall,

Just as you rose you will fall

Huh, a metaphor of course

Banging bitches on my walls

Fly bitch gang we did that

Wonder if they take it all back

People in the ghetto are banging, and steady knocking domes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes