This is a song about "Young thugs"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

‘cuz people still remember thugs killing tupac,

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

Great steeple in place to rest thugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Addicted, no the fuck way not to drugs, but adapting to these rhyming thugs

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Amen, they say you only live once

While these thugs outside let the chamber push,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours