This is a song about "You g thug"

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

You think you a thug with your shady esk rhymes

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

You can still see heaven but not the one for a g

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Unless you got prodi-g in it.

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

And you say that you a g huh?

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

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

And your shit is glass thug and you never outside

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

The drugs, claiming you a thug but yall just performing

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing