This is a song about "Thugs love sex"

Great steeple in place to rest thugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

I'm on deck i'm up next

You would bet on malcolm sex

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

It wasn't about the sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

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

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

Amen, they say you only live once

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close