This is a song about "Mason being such a thug"

Say you don’t do what

Heard you gotta be a thug

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

I have such a strange characteristic

It's such a -- situation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

When my crimes causes such a reaction

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

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

This is all my flow

Such a different tempo

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

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