This is a song about "People not being there"

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Don't let people bring you down for being different

I pull up in a ghost, hundred on my necklace

Not a choice but shows being careless,

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom

It's just about the people being trapped up in our system,

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

And make thoughtless people start changing there tone,

Lucky, that obama got relected so people could stop being hun-gry.

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Gunning down people for being bullied by geeks

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

In a room full of people so much is being said,

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head