This is a song about "Money sex weed"

Convertibles with turbo jets

Me and your mum had rough sex

It wasn't about the sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

All the girls wanna have sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

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

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money