Give Me

Jimmy got shot in the parking lot... I'm a slow typer, a so-so writer Been the shit ever since I was an infant in diapers And I'ma be dope, all the way to the end From the cradle to the grave, the Pampers to the Depends Get enough love, got enough friends But on a regular basis it's safe to say I've got the benz And I didn't mean to ignore that vibe you sent I guess my mind was probably on my rent Oh I got my mind on my tummy, and my tummy on my mind Some assembly required, let me run it down the line The factory is open, time card punched Until lunch time it's crunch time, back to work Fool, the first rule is to keep the verse true Even if it hurts you, you gotta wear the pain like a stain Respect the listener, respect the game Because there's more to game than some dinner and fame (Hook) Give me the money Don't you dare stop there Give me the mic That's the tool, and I play it cool Give me the life I've seen things that used to be dreams Give me the love My name's Slug, give me a pound or a hug And I'ma play this game, I just want to say All I really want is for you to remember my name And I'ma run for as long as I'm allowed And hope to God I inspire some of ya'll (Verse 2) See I'm that cat that used to sit in the back and study Looking for some proof, that God loves ugly Flash forward a decade later in your time Somehow, a good number of ya'll got down And it's solid, fresh, dope, whatever you want to call it (Not back) An aspiring sociopathic alcoholic (Ahh shit) Look at Slug still rockin' the same outfit Tryin to make the belly grow bigger than the wallet Ay yo man, how you doing, (what?), how you been? Just been makin it cool to rap about love again Not that hippie stuff I'm talkin 'bout that bitch that gives you nuts Did he say bitch? Yeah I'm sorry, don't tell my baby's mommy Speakin of baby, when done, there'll be a crate full of albums For my son to page through, thinking daddy was a gun With a handful of heads that put me up til they had some samples from Ant, and faith in What the Fuck? I said, still goin, still maintainin, still standing in the land of snow and purple rain And I'm still waitin for my date to kiss me or slap me Cause there ain't no way that I can be happy, when I'm half me (Hook) Give me the money Don't you dare stop there Give me the mic That's the tool, and I play it cool Give me the life I've seen things that used to be dreams Give me the love My name's Slug, give me a pound or a hug And I'ma play this game, I just want to say All I really want is for you to remember my name And I'ma run for as long as I'm allowed And hope to God I inspire some of ya'll (Verse 3) I've had the pleasure of speaking with some of you Yeah you, come on now, don't act like you don't know who I'm talking to After that show, when you approached me like you know me The cd I sold you, the secrets that you told me On that world you vision, through the layers of tears The ones you choke and keep hidden when the players are near I watch you chase it with beer, some frustration and fear Try to figure out why the hell I came here Well I don't know either, and I'm not ready to take a breather, neither All I know is I'm still a believer So you can beat me up, or you can beat me off Pick a side, any side, and let me do my job, come on If you've got a lot of love to give, but you don't know who to give it to I'ma turn out the lights of the cigarette, and write a song about you This one's for you. (Hook) Give me the money Don't you dare stop there Give me the mic That's the tool, and I play it cool Give me the life I've seen things that used to be dreams Give me the love My name's Slug, give me a pound or a hug And I'ma play this game, I just want to say All I really want is for you to remember my name And I'ma run for as long as I'm allowed And hope to God I inspire some of ya'll But don't you dare stop there That's the tool, and I play it cool I've seen things, that used to be dreams The name's Slug girl, give me a hug (Ending line) What does ugly mean?