This is a song about "Hood thug crips los angeles"

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

That's not my hustle if i did i probably, would've made empty them clips from the crips

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

First off congratulations on the win

Wasn't no love for a nigga in the smug

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

Ships that sail to distant places

Gettin vodka from los vegas,

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

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Like im some sorta thug

Some niggas ain't got no luck