This is a song about "What s up gangsta"

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

I really can't under what s the fighting for

I grew up there what a looser,

I can’t stand no motherfucking hoover

But i let off everything i have

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

What the fuck is up with that,

I promise i'mma call you back

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Purple drank that gangsta lean