This is a song about "White thugs"

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

I'm in your head like mnemonic device

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

And i put that on my name

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Great steeple in place to rest thugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

I let you know you dealing with dogs

While young thugs still running away from the cops