This is a song about "Momma raised a thug"

My mom is a thug, she'll fuck you up

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

Momma said i am a hell

The twin towers fell

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

I wasn't raised a dumb little ass though,

Are you afraid of a thug? you're not man enough

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

Momma told him all that money will make you a fool

Heard you gotta be a thug

I know you're mad, but so what

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck