This is a song about "Long gangsta rap"

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Call all my gangsta homies to help me restructure your face.

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

And that's all i long for in my rap career

He turned into your everyday gangsta

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

He tries to be a gangsta,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Put up to act gangsta, i’ve still experienced cuts,

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.