This is a song about "Thugs and killas"

Open guts and close em shut, bringing harmony by showing bones of thugs

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

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

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

Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks