This is a song about "Welfare hood thug crips"

But now your under a hood

Showed your lil' ass look

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Is that block of welfare singles that the government gives,

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

But what would you do if you had food stamps and welfare?

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

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

Right flows down and they might go nice

Victims of that thug life

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

We pray while we prey on competition

End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel