This is a song about "Thick in thin"

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

You don;t thin anymore

And you ain't gotta go to war

That's compressed and thin/ suppressed within

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

Or whatever religion you believe in, bitch you walking on thin ice and i'ma leave

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

The lonely ocean sings and the wind sucks the warming air thin,

Everybody finger point in your direction

Success was just a blatant hoax, my patience was wearing thin,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

People claiming they have us thru thick and thin, i'll kick his shin,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

To my homie charles bronson cause we been through thick and thin