This is a song about "Gangsta shit"

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

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

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Purple drank that gangsta lean

He tries to be a gangsta,

My all gold rolly or the

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

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

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

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

He turned into your everyday gangsta

But i let off everything i have

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

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