This is a song about "Thug life money girls"

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

She looks for money , i look for life

We all just victims of that thug life

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

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

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Who experienced the real life, and knew what thug life was all about//

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

The wrong drink, the right work

You thought you got thug life mastered.

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus