This is a song about "Drugs sex gangs and shotting niggas"

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

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

Vampire diaries, once upon a time and sex and the city

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

And get me some more drugs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux