This is a song about "My sexuality"

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Now that's what you call a game

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

My own unknown is my enemy,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

That bitch was racist, got me fired

If a grown woman is comfortable with her sexuality,

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Grab my knife and my gun