This is a song about "Sex and alcohol"

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

My life is a wet dream, and everynights a sex scene

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap

The real muscle in the message of that

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process