This is a song about "Im a mutherfucking gangsta"

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

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

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

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Maybe im drinker, maybe im a smoker

Since im not suspect, im still a suspect

That happen to act like a black president