This is a song about "Twelvie wannabe gangsters"

I just wannabe an inspiration, i want to be known as a rapper of the new generation,

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

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

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

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Little white gangsters, i'd call that phase ironic,