This is a song about "Thug bitches"

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

Got me rushed to the station

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Me and my lil' thug gotta it from the mud

Victims of that thug life

And when i start to rise

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

You thought you got thug life mastered.

Heard you gotta be a thug

Car with no limit what

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

I need a backyard full court size

I was told i wasn’t about the thug life