This is a song about "Welfare hood thug crips"

But now your under a hood

Showed your lil' ass look

Rollin' down the four o five

Still living the thug life

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

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

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

I need a backyard full court size

Victims of that thug life

Child support and welfare

Shows to do, got record to sell

Heard you gotta be a thug

I know you're mad, but so what

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

The louisiana cajuns and texans, still refuse welfare,