This is a song about "Thugh times"

The world seems strange at times

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Bring the battering ram where you live

But to think the first 3 times

Reminding me of the bad times

Been spending most our lives

What we gotta do to survive

Hard to kill, how many more times?

Cops came to our house many times

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Keep my mind occupied at all times,

Then put it into sex drive

I'll say the fword over a hundred times

My passport got stamped before a couple rhymes

You better get with the times

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives