This is a song about "Real gangsters"

Gangsters walkin' 'round in suits, i bring out the thug in them,

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Rap skills when i cap kills like gangsters with nap pills

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Vest i waz 13 making pussys take there last breath..i fuck with gangsters and

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

Cause real niggas do real things

I only got four minutes

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

I used to want to be the messiah of rap