This is a song about "Mackin as gangsta i need of cash"

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

I need a shoulder as i watch the blood seep

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Running out of ideas i need to retool

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

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

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

Need it when i'm dancing, i need a cash advance

She wanna be grown

But as i should of known

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill