This is a song about "Thug life baby"

What we gotta do to survive

We all just victims of that thug life

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

In a collision, i see their ambition

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

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

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Send her back saying "thug life" like im pac and im out

Then put it into sex drive

Victims of that thug life

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck