This is a song about "Floyd mayweather young thug"

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

Stand up misses i love your ambition

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Thank my self and floyd, for standing on my feet

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

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

Still living the thug life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

But with the thug life comes

Lately been writing poems

Young man so voracious

But i guess that shit's just tough love

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

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight