This is a song about "Gangsters boyz"

But i look up to people gangsters geeks and equals

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

You ain't the reason why they came like the fries at hooters

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Family needs it to get out of the trailer we lived in for ten years

This guy is acting like gangsters, in fact he is still acting like youngsters,

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

So all your girls bet a grab ya boyz

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Go ahead miley approves its okay go ahead and show the boyz how us girls act,

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past