This is a song about "Ima a gangster"

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

So ima cashin on a half tank

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Yeahi tell my niggas pick the target out

I got something you've been waiting for

Living a life harder than a gangster

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Ima do this for on a magic carpet

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Im not a gangster, but i won't hesitate to let the luger clap bitch