This is a song about "Gime sex"

A whore is someone who want money for sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Gime a second, busy cookin greens in the kitchen,

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

And in love with her, lets have sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

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

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

We fight then we have make up sex

Now im a registed sex offender

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Cold, my style making my nose run