This is a song about "Real gangster"

Abuse paper, run through it 'til the ink's out

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

And there's little to be glad for

Living a life harder than a gangster

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

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

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

But i could portray a gangster but i'll never do that

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?