This is a song about "Sex and money"

Momma saying daddy a sex addict and a piece of shit/

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

A whore is someone who want money for sex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

"money and blood don't mix

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

I got money mind and money on my wrist

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

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

Go and ask fenty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than a simply

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

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