This is a song about "Thug pear"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

The drugs, claiming you a thug but yall just performing

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

But with the thug life comes

Good kids make bad grown ups

We all just victims of that thug life

Before we see it's hard to live

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Never a thug i just didn't play with rocks

Like im some sorta thug

She said i'm ready to fuck