This is a song about "Weed money gangster"

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Never was a gangster till i graduated to one

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

My tires align with the play, but the times out

They say i'm too nice to be a rapper

Living a life harder than a gangster

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

African queen got what you need

What is hittin' for

And i'm like a gangster

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

But hey yo look, money from across the street

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed