This is a song about "Makeup sex"

Yo bitch is so ugly, with makeup she a five

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Convertibles with turbo jets

It wasn't about the sex

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

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

But then we would make-up

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

You would bet on malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Made me fine to go without makeup, and even wear glasses on my face

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case