This is a song about "White gangsta"

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

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

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

I try to tell them i'm one of the

He tries to be a gangsta,

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book