This is a song about "Sex about shit"

More money that mean less sleep

Talk shit about the clique,

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Momma saying daddy a sex addict and a piece of shit/

In the mood for sex they shit bricks when my dicks erect

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Now you also talk shit about money

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

About shit you never want to think about but you do