This is a song about "Gangsta love"

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

He tries to be a gangsta,

Purple drank that gangsta lean

And lead tha whole team

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

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

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

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

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

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

Put up to act gangsta, i’ve still experienced cuts,

To add to the list of beverly hills victims