This is a song about "Thugs and killas"

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Rappin' real, and because i got thugs, i'm packing steel,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Tellin em what you thugs

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Imma best sell this shit at some thugs, and check out my tongue//

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

See these little thugs grew up and thought there infinite potential,

I don't give a fuck whether or not you hang with thugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Yeah i'm cashing out, i'm all madden dog

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,