This is a song about "Sad thug"

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

I killing people,but i still feel sad

And they all mint condition

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

Still living the thug life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

You thought you got thug life mastered.

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Your not a thug but your a bitch

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

What we gotta do to survive

My balls die for the thug life