This is a song about "Come let s gohhave sex"

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Hold up, now come on man let me respect your religious beliefs.

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there.

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Everybody come with me let me tell you a story

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Come on, fatso, let me feel your best haymaker,

Convertibles with turbo jets

It wasn't about the sex