This is a song about "Hardcore gangsta raps"

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Cause that muthafucker is the definition of gangsta

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Purple drank that gangsta lean

It's roc nation, this my team

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

And hardcore raw metaphors so get drawn