This is a song about "Gangsters"

But i look up to people gangsters geeks and equals

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

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

Discerning gangsters see, burning bangers to sling, all of these mics happily,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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,

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

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

Rap skills when i cap kills like gangsters with nap pills

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Gangsters robbin', shooting back, mama's sobbing pedals,

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles