This is a song about "Gangsta bitch"

Murdering another bitch

I'm sure to get rich

He turned into your everyday gangsta

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

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

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

Man but this ain't no sign language

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

I got a dollar and a dream

Purple drank that gangsta lean