This is a song about "Rug"

I'm full of smoke and drugs, blood always smeared on my rug, building up an

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

Better watch your words or ill roll you up in a fustian rug,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I love you though i'll still fuck

Now im laying like a rug.

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Im beat this beat like a light rug,go see my girl give her a tight hug,

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

'cause you use in the lab thug, use a pen and pad rug

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

I got a bad bitch like she peed on the rug