This is a song about "Loving a thug"

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

The drugs, claiming you a thug but yall just performing

Your not a thug but your a bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Freestyle turn you to a homie. call me strange but not loving

If we ain't fucking for the moment then we doin' nothing

I never fit in with them light skins

When a thug cries and it only happens

9 months while holding in life

A girl like her, makes a sweet, loving wife.

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

I'm lights out pull the plug you should feel me like a thug

Tryna be a thug and i aint gotta bust metals

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups