This is a song about "Thugs love"

100 miles and running, wale, catch dubs

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

Heard the sound of several gun shots

While young thugs still running away from the cops

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

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

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

Right flows down and they might go nice

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice