This is a song about "Wannabe thugs"

I flash smiles at the mean looks

While these thugs outside let the chamber push,

Distractin' half of the crap rap wannabe rappers, mad reactions,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

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

All of you illiterate joe's are illegitimate thugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,