This is a song about "Gangsta groove"

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

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

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

3 billion girls, guess i need to get my groove on

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

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

Bitch i'm dope but my pipe is so yellow

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

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Findin my groove, time to choose what path to take, what i have at stake

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door