This is a song about "Being thug"

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

You thought you got thug life mastered.

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Good kids make bad grown ups

But with the thug life comes

Victims of that thug life

I need a backyard full court size

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

Catch you up on places i've been

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Thinks he's a mad thug stacking a stash of crack drugs