This is a song about "I m a thug"

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Never a thug i just didn't play with rocks

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

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

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

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

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

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

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

The next day you is everybody target