This is a song about "Thug money"

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

When a thug cries and it only happens

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Now you know i'm no thug but i been through a bit

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Lately been writing poems

But with the thug life comes

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug