This is a song about "Bone thugs n hatmon"

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

You're the corner stone

But now she's all flesh and bone

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

‘cuz people still remember thugs killing tupac,

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Going so hard like bone marrow

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

And one bitch who bad to the bone