This is a song about "Drugs theft muder thugs"

They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

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

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Amen, they say you only live once

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Addicted, no the fuck way not to drugs, but adapting to these rhyming thugs

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Good kids make bad grown ups

Tellin em what you thugs

I am the grand in grand theft auto street

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete