This is a song about "Wannabe cholo"

Get the fuck off my case, why are you wannabe rappers in my face

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

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

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

You're just a wannabe

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Im not a wannabe,so don't front on me,i had the cops break my front window and taser