This is a song about "Gangsta nigga"

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

He turned into your everyday gangsta

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

And all women who had light features, see

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

Beautiful are thou, africa

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

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

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

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Look in the scope, my people still a target

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,

Doctor dre and them gave birth to gangsta rap, and it flourished,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list