This is a song about "True gangster"

Assuring lines were true

He ain't give a fuck about you

It always lasts, forever true.

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

You ain't a rapper, freestyler, or gangster

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

And i'm like a gangster

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

I be stuck to you

I'm a killa it's true