This is a song about "Sex and alcohol"

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Commitment no not really, and shawty don't be silly

Vampire diaries, once upon a time and sex and the city

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And in love with her, lets have sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

And we havin' rough sex

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap