This is a song about "Period sex"

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Of real-life material of a different time period

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

We fight then we have make up sex

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Like a genetic mutation messing up your period,

While your still acting like a bitch on her period

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And in love with her, lets have sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

And we havin' rough sex

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Period i'm done with being your emotional scapegoat,

Got a period? i see discreet

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat