This is a song about "Thug group"

That shit was wack as fuck

Heard you gotta be a thug

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

We're trained in a new cage and booth, a hated group,

But with the thug life comes

Lately been writing poems

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Yea its my group its my legion

You was hot for a season

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

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