This is a song about "Drugs sex guns my kids"

Back with a vengeance

You can't evade my guns,

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

It's a hard time keeping my hands off the drugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

If i told you about my sex life

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

And single moms were doing drugs, kids had nothing to eat,