This is a song about "Rap gangsta"

I'm screaming for help, as loud as i can but that's not working

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

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

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Dont need consent to rap

Make the fingers snap

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

All she thinking bout is how to take his last