This is a song about "Drugs drinking sex"

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

Sweet, okay makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

And in love with her, lets have sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

You're in another crack house drinking,

And getting money is the song i sing

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

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

But i muscle rap

Drinking roc like its tap