This is a song about "Gangsta pigeon"

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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

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

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

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

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

I've moved around like a pigeon

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

He tries to be a gangsta,

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

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

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

He turned into your everyday gangsta

Show yourself what have you hidden so get ridden or i will u mark u peace like a pigeon

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run