This is a song about "Gangsta raps"

But i’m praying in advance

And even worse my raps

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

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

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

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

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

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

I try to tell them i'm one of the

He tries to be a gangsta,

Cause that muthafucker is the definition of gangsta

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh