This is a song about "Lachlans homosexual"

Cause i'm a sexual criminal/

I got rich from a little struggle

They misdirect and list connect, there's no relation,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

In relation, they won't look at potheads with drugs wanting to go hence and smoke that shit

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

Ideas sexual but the rules not flexible,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Nowadays if you challenge race and class, that's racist,

That burden's on my soul as long i exist