This is a song about "Wannabe gangster"

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

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

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Yeahi tell my niggas pick the target out

Third ward general, young cash money

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

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

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

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

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

You ain't a rapper, freestyler, or gangster

Not even my favorite rapper