This is a song about "Money sex and shoes"

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Lose your sundress and shoes, and lemme lay it on you

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

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

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

I think found where your mind was

We got big shoes to fill, and that ain't no small feat/

But hey yo look, money from across the street

And we havin' rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,