This is a song about "Gangsta girl"

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

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And he, what's his name, earl

Cause people want a girl,

Call all my gangsta homies to help me restructure your face.

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

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

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

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

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat