This is a song about "Gangsta"

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

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

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Thinks he's a gangsta but he's a disease

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Yeah, one time for the

He tries to be a gangsta,

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

He turned into your everyday gangsta