This is a song about "Money sex weed"

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

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

And we havin' rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

I call heads, but i get sex/

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Me and your mum had rough sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

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

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

The revolution will proceed

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

A coward dies a thousand deaths

And in love with her, lets have sex