This is a song about "Sex and blow jobs"

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

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

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

But i got these shitty jobs, and look at me, i’m educated,

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

And then they started doing blow

Me? i'm wolf, you can call me tyler though

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

And every day my mama drifts jobs like she's sleep-walking,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

You sell yourself for better jobs