This is a song about "Gangsters love"

Gangsters walkin' 'round in suits, i bring out the thug in them,

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Vest i waz 13 making pussys take there last breath..i fuck with gangsters and

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

She's every love song that i love singing

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

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

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

All because i can't feel love

Then i said i had enough

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Rap skills when i cap kills like gangsters with nap pills

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

A never ending love

Or now they don't praise enough