This is a song about "Thug lyf"

Trying to give them light and a message

Your not a thug but your a bitch

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

My balls die for the thug life

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

When a thug cries and it only happens

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

Heard you gotta be a thug

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Like im some sorta thug

Love will have you stuck