This is a song about "Gangster styles"

I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Poster child of wild styles apparatus closer to cactus

That naturally act like these raps is a mattress

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

My styles different a schizophrenic kiddish who twitches,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

You told me god was the answer

Living a life harder than a gangster

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap