This is a song about "The gangsta"

And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself

So, just tell me something about yourself

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

Put up to act gangsta, i’ve still experienced cuts,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

Thinks he's a gangsta but he's a disease

But in the meantime it's lights please