This is a song about "Thug for life"

Before we see it's hard to live

Still living the thug life

30 chains on, bet the light work

You thought you got thug life mastered.

I got a tattoo saying thug life, all i need now is a gold chain,

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Right flows down and they might go nice

Looking for better life

Laylow, laylow singing para siempre for life.

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Catch, me chilling wielding the heney like pac on some thug-life shit

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

Like your esophagus have you pleading for life

Take her back to where i live

For the first 12 years of my life