This is a song about "Thug fancy"

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

And hell. human condition? what a fancy name to label on a prison,

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Victims of that thug life

Ma want me to go find a wife

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

'cuz it's so deep in my blood, this the only shit that i fancy

We all just victims of that thug life

Before we see it's hard to live

But with the thug life comes

Where you welcome to problems

You thought you got thug life mastered.

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred