This is a song about "I m a thug"

Look, just remember how that winning taste

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

Now you know i'm no thug but i been through a bit

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

I dont give a fuck if your a thug an use clips with slugs.

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Never a thug i just didn't play with rocks

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops