This is a song about "Twelvie wannabe gangsters"

But i look up to people gangsters geeks and equals

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

See. they say i'm a wannabe forget that i'm a gonna be. say hay

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

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

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Distractin' half of the crap rap wannabe rappers, mad reactions,

Office full gangsters, prankster never know the span

It's been a hell of a journey for me man