This is a song about "Money and thugs"

Rappin' real, and because i got thugs, i'm packing steel,

I figured out that it don't matter for real

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

"money and blood don't mix

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

The ol' mc's used to be thugs and niggas, who knew what life was all about//

Tellin em what you thugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

But nah, he is quite different

And big money like hulk

On they twitter writing novels, see

Young money like drake and nicki