This is a song about "Thug"

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

I'm lights out pull the plug you should feel me like a thug

Now you know i'm no thug but i been through a bit

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

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

But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner

We all just victims of that thug life

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

When a thug cries and it only happens

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Car with no limit what

Like im some sorta thug