This is a song about "Thug life blood life"

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

My balls die for the thug life

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

The wrong drink, the right work

You thought you got thug life mastered.

And when i start to rise

Don't give a fuck, litter life

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

We all just victims of that thug life

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Coz this bastards destroyed my life

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I got a tattoo saying thug life, all i need now is a gold chain,