This is a song about "Gangsta boy"

And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

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

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

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

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy