This is a song about "Sorry gangsta im a big boy i can do me"

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

I can do a quick fix, but sorry bro, no ticks

But booya booya boy 100 bars of death assassinate destroy

So gay i can barely say it with a straight face looking boy

Must be something you want me to see

I ain't a gangsta and i don't pretend to be

Unanimously rythmical,ripping apart your rapping particles,i can destroy

So gay i can barely say it with a straight face lookin', boy

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Im sorry did i stutter bring me my cash back, i'll commit suicide still write my own shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

He tries to be a gangsta,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,