This is a song about "Love money sex"

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

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

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And we havin' rough sex

You would bet on malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

All the girls wanna have sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

It wasn't about the sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths