This is a song about "Gangsta love"

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

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

He turned into your everyday gangsta

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

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

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

You gotta breathe and be at ease

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

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more