This is a song about "Ella and liams sex life"

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

The third one is mixed, white and black

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Put to rest feeling of life ain't got no stress at best it's safe sex

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over

Take my umbrella-ella and stab-ab a crooked promoter/

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

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