This is a song about "Thugs and money and bitches"

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

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

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

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

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out