This is a song about "Music life and sex"

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Rack, rack city shit

Music and i fuse it,

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Just saying there's more than sex in life

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Feel the high, feel the life that's oozin' through this music vibe

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

You’re right i only have one life its music

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

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