This is a song about "The thug life"

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Gangsters walkin' 'round in suits, i bring out the thug in them,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Who was just there for the grub, the subs, the hugs n to be called a thug

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

Young thug, sell nugs, like you trynna run the game right?

Me and my lil' thug gotta it from the mud

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Still living the thug life

This is how she want to live

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

Things couldn't get any clearer, the thug got nearer and nearer,

I love you though i'll still fuck

Treated like dirt, living like a thug