This is a song about "Cyber thug"

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Your not a thug but your a bitch

When a thug cries and it only happens

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

Instead type it off into the cyber space and

The club underwater, have em running out the front

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

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Heard you gotta be a thug

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

I compliment you with your conversation

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Victims of that thug life