This is a song about "Kill sex money drugs"

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

And we havin' rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

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

You need to get involved at the university level, like where freud studied

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

I refuse to be another being on this earth

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

You would bet on malcolm sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

All the girls wanna have sex

Sweet, okay makes sense