This is a song about "Goat sex"

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Used to ride on a goat, now i'm living in a moat

And in love with her, lets have sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

We fight then we have make up sex

And we havin' rough sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

All the girls wanna have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Sipping on this syrup/while im smoking on this dro high as he'll/so you know im bout float

I wanna slice open peoples throats like midevil sacrifices but theres no goat,

Vijay singh and all of them

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

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