This is a song about "Thug gangsters"

But i look up to people gangsters geeks and equals

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

I'm wale, the prescription

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

Right flows down and they might go nice

Victims of that thug life

Like im some sorta thug

We're young and we don't give a fuck