This is a song about "Fake thug"

Like im some sorta thug

We're young and we don't give a fuck

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

That's too many problems, too late to think over

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

You thought you got thug life mastered.

Girl, i put in that work

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

See my hands start to shake

Ur love was always fake

Good kids make bad grown ups

But with the thug life comes

Ma want me to go find a wife

Still living the thug life