This is a song about "Gangsta diss raps"

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

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Because this record is only to diss

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

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

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

Put up to act gangsta, i’ve still experienced cuts,

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Malia family, we the family

I ain't a gangsta and i don't pretend to be

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat