This is a song about "Inlove with a thug"

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Now you rapping like you savage, you killer, hip-hop classic, pretend to be a thug,

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it