This is a song about "Gangsta fight"

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Purple drank that gangsta lean

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

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

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

Cause that muthafucker is the definition of gangsta

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

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