This is a song about "Suburban gangster"

Living a life harder than a gangster

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

He cant win he's the version of a crack baby drivin a broken down suburban

Just sit back in suburban chrome when words are thrown,

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

First i have potential, now i got them answers

Little middle class suburban kid, your rapping's worse,