This is a song about "Period sex"

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

Period i'm done with being your emotional scapegoat,

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

Like a genetic mutation messing up your period,

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

I'm on deck i'm up next

And we havin' rough sex

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Yo girl wanna do me, even on her period.

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

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

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

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

After lebron, i'm what's next

You would bet on malcolm sex