This is a song about "Callum and young thug"

From the womb, my newborn child

I was young and running wild,

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Tryna be a thug and i aint gotta bust metals

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Is young roy baby up and coming

Not king james, these were coke kings

When a thug cries and it only happens

Rip to my dad and my cuz,im just a very polite thug,

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck