This is a song about "Gangster rap"

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

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

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

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Got a condo on my wrist girl, i'm cashing out

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Never said i was a gangster, i'ma prove you ain't one

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about