This is a song about "I am gangster"

The women think i am

Any way you can

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

And i'm like a gangster

State flow hard dick

I am narcissistic

Everybody finger point in your direction

Sometimes i wonder, am i off?, am i involved in

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Cancer wasn't the plan, i am who i am, dammed,

Years later here i am

Both: this the perfect plan

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Never was a gangster till i graduated to one

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,