This is a song about "Love sex money"

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I'm everything that they call nice

I love the money but i hate the cheese

All the girls wanna have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

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

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air