This is a song about "Gangster disciples"

Never was a gangster till i graduated to one

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

That's not what the preachers, disciples, and nuns say,

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Why go enclose a dyke gangster, custom manure

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?