This is a song about "Sex and dinner"

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Me and your mum had rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Sweet, okay makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress