This is a song about "Gangsta boys"

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Cause that muthafucker is the definition of gangsta

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

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

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Just show them boys whos boss

Sb nike's, with the grey box

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

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

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Simply out of this world by choice

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys