This is a song about "Thug passion"

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Carved by the god with all his passion,

Heard you gotta be a thug

I know you're mad, but so what

To be honest, i hate you, with a burning passion.

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

I'll destroy you so easily and quickly like it's my passion,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Like im some sorta thug

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

It wasn't a matter of my cannabis passion!

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You're uncool like my mother kin

We made love with all sorts of passion