This is a song about "Sex and love"

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

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

It's just textbook stuff

Who cares about hearts and love

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

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds