This is a song about "Thug gangsters"

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Still living the thug life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

But with the thug life comes

Where you welcome to problems

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

Discerning gangsters see, burning bangers to sling, all of these mics happily,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

So here i am at the store for some chips

Rap skills when i cap kills like gangsters with nap pills

There was rappers rapping about gangsters and their pasts

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.