This is a song about "Shooting thugs"

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Could become somethin’ great, but would rather beat thugs,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

I don't give a fuck whether or not you hang with thugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

She got that good good

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Im going on a shooting spree

Dmv they know me well

Now i'm shooting blanks but hell.