This is a song about "Thug rap"

We all just victims of that thug life

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

And weezy's gonna drop tha carter 5, we alright, thug cry,

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

The drugs, claiming you a thug but yall just performing

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

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

When a thug cries and it only happens

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns