This is a song about "Gangsta rules"

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

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

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

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

Yeah, one time for the

He tries to be a gangsta,

Now im pissed of abusing the rules

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Still got my nike boots

Bitch there aint no fucking rules

They say, "follow the rules,

Niggas die over shoes

Cause we done did that

There's rules to this shit