This is a song about "Thug tuggin"

I'm lights out pull the plug you should feel me like a thug

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

But with the thug life comes

Lately been writing poems

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

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

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

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

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

My balls die for the thug life

Picture me lettin this chump survive