This is a song about "Getting no sex"

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

And in love with her, lets have sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Verse getting older seems u need to be stronger these disses are no need longer

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Convertibles with turbo jets

No more getting chased by space cadets.

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

No more bang bang getting neutered or spayed

There ain't no getting around it, the alarm has sounded

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

No such thing as done, only getting better,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Where no man has gone before...i'm just getting bolder

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her