This is a song about "Haters and thugs"

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Open guts and close em shut, bringing harmony by showing bones of thugs

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

Imma best sell this shit at some thugs, and check out my tongue//

The ol' mc's used to be thugs and niggas, who knew what life was all about//

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

That we picked up at the last concert

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

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

Never fading, and i know the haters are forever waiting

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing