This is a song about "Wannabe appr"

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

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

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

Talk about i'm a buster? you're just a fake ass sucker, wannabe usher, with a stutter.

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

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

Of wannabe rappers, go all the way around, and up to the top, climb my way into hip hop,

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Must be something you want me to see

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

You're just a wannabe

And losin all his money

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

We're not just some fake wannabe, made by society/