This is a song about "Gangster hood"

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

My bitches fuck me good

I'm chillin' in this hood

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Say bye bye to her

And i'm like a gangster

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

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

Why go enclose a dyke gangster, custom manure