This is a song about "Thugs and bitches"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

The ol' mc's used to be thugs and niggas, who knew what life was all about//

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

See these bitches can't cut in yo business

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

And bad bitches give me head and tell

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell