This is a song about "I like your sex"

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

If i told you about my sex life

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Sex time in the clutch you already know i deliver,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Right now your sex life is just hypothetical

They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome