This is a song about "Gangsta groove"

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

When i’m in the groove, i can really freak a tune

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

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

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

Cause that muthafucker is the definition of gangsta

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

He turned into your everyday gangsta

Never move slow, always clever how i groove, yo,

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

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

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