This is a song about "Gangster shit"

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

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

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Living a life harder than a gangster

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

On rappad you've been acting like a gangster for months

You took the hatred of yourself and just project it out

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

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