This is a song about "Gangsta rap"

He tries to be a gangsta,

Yeah, one time for the

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

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

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

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

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

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

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

You, you, you have to pay for that

Still unravelling rap

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for