I'm gangsta.
That's right, I said it. Gangsta. With an A. Not gangster. Not Al Capone. Not Italian. Gangsta. 50 Cent. Gangsta.
Gangsta is perhaps the most misused word among people my age that I have ever heard. People just don't understand what it means, or how you have to use it. Am I gangsta? Clearly not, and yet, sadly enough, my previous usage of it was more correct than most, because at least I used the right context.
There are two ways that people principally misuse the word gangsta, either by using it in the wrong context, or by using it when they have absolutely no business using it.
As for the former, let's say that you're a true gangsta, Cabrini Green is your playground, and you're walkin' through the 'hood wit' ya boyz when you are heard to say "Yo, I just saw Under the Tuscan Sun wit' mah b*tch. That sh*t was gangsta."
No it wasn't. Unless Diane Lane went upside Richard Dreyfuss's head with a bottle of Courvessier, there was nothing gangsta about it.
On the other extreme, let's say that you're an office worker, 9 to 5, punching the clock one morning, and you say "Man, I defragged my hard drive last night. It's gangsta right now."
No it isn't. Unless it's launching some virus that is incapaciting gangbangers as we speak, there is nothing gangsta about it.
Stay tuned for more vocabulary misuse that drives this gangsta completely f*cking crazy.
Word.