This is a song about "Gangsta diciples"

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Purple drank that gangsta lean

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

I try to tell them i'm one of the

He turned into your everyday gangsta

He tries to be a gangsta,

My all gold rolly or the

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door

Faggots be frontin' like gangsta, when they be fuckin' with thier gay folks.

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes