This is a song about "Thug hugs only"

This boa, what's your motivation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

So she never fought, nor sought hugs

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

True thugs, guzzle mugs, jugs, mean mugs, no hugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Benjamins dipped in stripper love no kiss or hugs

Right flows down and they might go nice

My balls die for the thug life