This is a song about "Drugs sex love"

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

And in love with her, lets have sex

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

A coward dies a thousand deaths

You would bet on malcolm sex

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

On the bible you can run

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense