This is a song about "Gangsta"

I try to tell them i'm one of the

He turned into your everyday gangsta

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

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

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

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

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

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Got tired of running from the police

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

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