This is a song about "Dissin young thug"

Good kids make bad grown ups

But with the thug life comes

Chasing them checks, nike work

You thought you got thug life mastered.

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

I vow, any bitch fairy dissin my town

Oh no we got to slow the city down

Lies, tangled with fiction

Don't let me catch you dissin'

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

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

We pray while we prey on competition

The clock is tickin', this is no time for dissin',

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Treated like dirt, living like a thug