This is a song about "Rough times"

Or now they don't praise enough

Cant get enough, she likes it rough

It's probably to rough

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Me and your mum had rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Lie about the rough times hard days but why

You're pushin and shovin but no need to rush or be rough/

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

The cia introduced the cocaine, it was crooked rough,

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

She's so rough, she'll tear you up anywhere,

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well