This is a song about "Sex about shit"

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

We about to set your shit on fire

Sometimes i think, what i need

Talk shit about the clique,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean

Now you also talk shit about money

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Who don’t give two fucks about shit

Im not all about that fake shit

I work hard for everything i get

About shit you never want to think about but you do

And people call me a user, but i want you