This is a song about "Thug life baby"

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

I truly need you, baby you're the light in my life.

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

What we gotta do to survive

My balls die for the thug life

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Heard you gotta be a thug

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

Destined to win, get respect where i live

His life too risky for a baby or a wife

We all just victims of that thug life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price