This is a song about "Hustle drugs sex"

After lebron, i'm what's next

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

All the girls wanna have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

And we havin' rough sex

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

That’s, broken but someone just lacks the hustle,

So shakie had to hustle

Lady at the frank stand will

Ain't nothing here minimal

In the shantytowns bounds we hustle,