This is a song about "Gangsters for life"

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

Risking his life for oil, which is nothing to die for

You and joe bros for life

Take her back to where i live

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Little white gangsters, i'd call that phase ironic,

Tonight, i'mma make decisions for life

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

All black, khaki jumper, actin' a donkey

Layin his life for the cause, kamikaze

Me for the rest of my life

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

For the first 12 years of my life

I need a backyard full court size