This is a song about "Fuck young thug"

Things couldn't get any clearer, the thug got nearer and nearer,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

It's not making sense to you right now but

My mom is a thug, she'll fuck you up

We hustle to survive

Victims of that thug life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Still living the thug life

Rex ryan on these hoes, jet life forever bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

What up girl, tell me how you been

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

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

Heard you gotta be a thug

They just don't give a fuck