This is a song about "Pimping and nasty sex"

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

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Because your pops wasn't anxious

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

And it's nasty how bad you're about to get blasted