This is a song about "Gangsta weed flow prision"

He turned into your everyday gangsta

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

Purple drank that gangsta lean

It's roc nation, this my team

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

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

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Thinks he's a gangsta but he's a disease

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

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

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

I try to tell them i'm one of the

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something