This is a song about "Jack richards and eden having sex"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

I eat you like a afternoon snack, and i pour in the side glass some jack/

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

And we havin' rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

And notice that no ones having ya protected,