This is a song about "Makeup sex"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

We fight then we have make up sex

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

I remember the makeup running down your face

So i'm writing you this letter

Now im a registed sex offender

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

I call heads, but i get sex/

I remember the makeup running down your face

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave