I didn't create thug life, I diagnosed it

Give me a paper and pen, so I can write about my life of sin. A couple of bottles of gin, in case I don't get in.

First ship them dope, let them deal to brothers, give them guns, step back and watch them kill each other.

Measure a man by his actions fully from the beginning to the end. Don’t take a piece out of my life or a song out of my music and say this is what I’m about because you know better than that.

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy. Cause I only got one night in town.

My cellmate's raped on the norm, and passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole getting torn.

Forgive but don’t forget, girl keep your head up. And when he tells you you ain’t nothing, don’t believe him. And if he can’t learn to love you, you should leave him.