This is a song about "Gangster girls"

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

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Your not gangster your just weak to the heart

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

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

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

But i could portray a gangster but i'll never do that

You ain't a rapper, freestyler, or gangster

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

And nike put em on punishment they won't ever come out

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud