This is a song about "Thug fancy"

Victims of that thug life

Rollin' down the four o five

I love all the inspiration

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

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

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

She likes the way it hits her lips

When a thug cries and it only happens

Now you rapping like you savage, you killer, hip-hop classic, pretend to be a thug,

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

But astronomer is just a fancy word for moon starer

Good kids make bad grown ups

But with the thug life comes

What, what ... project shit what

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug