This is a song about "Thug snowman"

Right flows down and they might go nice

My balls die for the thug life

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Heard you gotta be a thug

You know that love is a very serious thing

The drugs, claiming you a thug but yall just performing

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Now you know i'm no thug but i been through a bit

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

But with the thug life comes

Lately been writing poems

You gotta understand man

Would you like to build a snowman

Victims of that thug life

We hustle to survive