This is a song about "Love and sex"

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

And theres no one showin me love

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

And they say we don't know love

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces