This is a song about "Waste man and gangster"

And just in time your head is mine

And i don't waste my time!

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Dattle, strap in you're saddle, you're just a waste of space and a disgrace to

And waste away my hazy days for lazy ways 'till life is gone,

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

So don't waste your time, get back to studying school, and,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

It's a fools fatewithout your word

You gangster acting bastard.