This is a song about "Wannbe gangsters"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

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

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Office full gangsters, prankster never know the span

Discerning gangsters see, burning bangers to sling, all of these mics happily,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

This guy is acting like gangsters, in fact he is still acting like youngsters,

Pray to god i don't do some stupid shit and end up in a hearse