This is a song about "Gangsta boy"

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Call all my gangsta homies to help me restructure your face.

You make a nigga sing songs nice

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

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

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass