This is a song about "Gangster disiples"

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Yeah you know i got that work

You gangster acting bastard.

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

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

And that i spent the night with her

And i'm like a gangster

Living a life harder than a gangster

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

Another rapper mixed in with gangster mothafucka you're not tupac!

Cause a riot, throw a molotov, somebody told me them pirates had got lost