This is a song about "Autistic gay sex"

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Every third lady that flirt, want my chirp lately

Apparently i'm autistic-ish, does it show? maybe

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

Now im a registed sex offender

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex