This is a song about "Sex and drugs"

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

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

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

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Me and your mum had rough sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

But most times darling the sequel sucks