This is a song about "Gangster dead"

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

You took the hatred of yourself and just project it out

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

You ain't a rapper, freestyler, or gangster

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

Your not gangster your just weak to the heart

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Living a life harder than a gangster