This is a song about "Guns drugs money and sex"

Me and your mum had rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

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

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

A whore is someone who want money for sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

First i have potential, now i got them answers

And we havin' rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense