This is a song about "Diss young thug"

Niggas talk with limited service

Cause you are on the diss,

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

Relationships should never rewind

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

My balls die for the thug life

Then put it into sex drive

Still living the thug life

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Young thug, sell nugs, like you trynna run the game right?

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type