This is a song about "Gangsta"

Faggots be frontin' like gangsta, when they be fuckin' with thier gay folks.

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes

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

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

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

Yeah, one time for the

He tries to be a gangsta,

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

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

Doctor dre and them gave birth to gangsta rap, and it flourished,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think