This is a song about "Gangsta"

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

He turned into your everyday gangsta

I try to tell them i'm one of the

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh