This is a song about "Kool thug"

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

That rakim, az, nas, and kool g rap multis was changin' us,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Baby got that super bass

Got me rushed to the station

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Victims of that thug life

Ma want me to go find a wife

And take a sip like its kool-aid drink

Now i'm back with one of my latest