This is a song about "Drugs sex love"

Sweet, okay makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Now im a registed sex offender

Queen wit a crown that be down for whatever

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

It malcolm sex in his automobile"

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

All the girls wanna have sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

It wasn't about the sex

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness