This is a song about "Fast thug"

And what about the rappers

Aspergers, fast learners

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

You thought you got thug life mastered.

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

Still living the thug life

We hustle to survive

Im testin the pray x3 (fast)

That we can't forget the past

That shit was wack as fuck

Like im some sorta thug

They could never understand

Bars coming nice and fast

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",