This is a song about "Thug shine"

Good kids make bad grown ups

But with the thug life comes

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

Blowing out your candle...trynna let me shine

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

The day's finally arrived, my time to shine

//said when the lights shine off

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

To talk about their shine

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

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

Still living the thug life

Go by own lines, gettin my own shine.

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine