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

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,