This is a song about "Drugs rugs thugs"

Tellin em what you thugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Could become somethin’ great, but would rather beat thugs,

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I don't give a fuck whether or not you hang with thugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

I'm going off the top of the brain