This is a song about "Describing sex"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Now im a registed sex offender

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

I'm on deck i'm up next

Me and your mum had rough sex

We fight then we have make up sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

All the girls wanna have sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

That i was climbing, with this line im describing how many words ive been designing

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks