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

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

If its not couture, i will not go to her

You're not, such a fan

Live my life through some film, man

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

A chronicled naysaying of a hospital patient, a nautical mason,

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

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

Although thought that we would grow

Such a different tempo

Such a talent that could destroy by being lyrical shit doesn't need to get

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

I have such a strange characteristic

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit