This is a song about "Im sexsy"

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

Im confused and distressed, happy yet im depressed

Im lusciously, amazing, but yet im vigorously, angry,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Im bout to give ya, im ridiculing

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

After im gone im forgotten

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Im in these streets im gettin paid

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Im not getting up because im counting sheep