This is a song about "You are a thug"

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

And your shit is glass thug and you never outside

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

When a thug cries and it only happens

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I'm a real thug,you can call me jay

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

To have have said he was a thug and a gang member/