This is a song about "Wannabe gangsta"

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

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

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

He turned into your everyday gangsta

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

You're just a wannabe

Cause some of you bitches funny

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,