This is a song about "Money and sex"

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

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

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks