This is a song about "Gangs and thugs"

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Time after time, again and again

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I don't give a fuck whether or not you hang with thugs

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Yeah i'm cashing out, i'm all madden dog

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

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

Forty mental slugs for these corny gental thugs

Tellin em what you thugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts