This is a song about "Guns drugs sex"

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

So don't ask me why they strung out

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Without the sound of guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

All you need is your passport

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.