This is a song about "Cali thug"

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

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

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Stop makin' in rain with green, we need real rain in cali

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

Making a movie, spike work

You thought you got thug life mastered.

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug