This is a song about "Gangsta youngsters"

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

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

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

To make karma come faster than she normally will

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

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

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Purple drank that gangsta lean

Then keep your change like an oink machine

This guy is acting like gangsters, in fact he is still acting like youngsters,

Now let me start by sayin my dad is betta than most others,

Faggots be frontin' like gangsta, when they be fuckin' with thier gay folks.

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes