This is a song about "Military gangster"

Never was a gangster till i graduated to one

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

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

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

Why go enclose a dyke gangster, custom manure

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster