This is a song about "Gangsta diss raps"

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

So before i go, you should harvest food

I try to tell them i'm one of the

He tries to be a gangsta,

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Cause you are on the diss,

Trick trick got them passes

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

I'm everything that they call nice

He turned into your everyday gangsta

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

Don't realize this is a diss

Uppity bitches, handling business

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

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed