This is a song about "Young thug"

Me and my lil' thug gotta it from the mud

On they car note to go to the club

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

Young thug, sell nugs, like you trynna run the game right?

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

But im a well of inspiration

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Things couldn't get any clearer, the thug got nearer and nearer,

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Who was just there for the grub, the subs, the hugs n to be called a thug

She likes the way it hits her lips

When a thug cries and it only happens

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

And then along came the wrong man for her

Young money, d-town's all star

Well, that's what you are