This is a song about "Thug nigga"

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

You know...you know who you are

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Victims of that thug life

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Thinks he's a mad thug stacking a stash of crack drugs

Your not a thug but your a bitch

Double m self made we forever rich

But with the thug life comes

Good kids make bad grown ups

So i ain't giving a fuck

Like im some sorta thug