This is a song about "Sex about shit"

Neither you, or you, know shit about me,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Always arguments about shit that wasn't fair

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Shit i could spit shit about anything,

Makin major statements about outrageous crazy shit

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Ask around about me, niggas know i spit that real shit

If i told you about my sex life

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

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

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot