This is a song about "Thin"

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Your crew won't back you up neither will your thin vest

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

To pour lava on your own mama and snap your thin throats

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

Chew thin niggas like under cooked grits

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

And use it to roll, till the dough is thin

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

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

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

But theres one thin line between love and hate

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,