This is a song about "Rough estates"

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

I understand it can be, but in my opinion, not that rough

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Me and your mum had rough sex

I'm a magician so please focus

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

You're still playing with the three estates you started with

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Until that shit would dry up, memories would dangle rough,

Life's tough, ya hot some patches that are rough

All we need is convienient love

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Feels i gotta be rough