This is a song about "Having gangs and thugs"

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Rappin' real, and because i got thugs, i'm packing steel,

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental

See these little thugs grew up and thought there infinite potential,

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

Smoking so much weed and im having a beer/

Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year

Smoking weed having drinks and those days never end

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend