This is a song about "Sex and poop"

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Me and your mum had rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

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

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

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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

Im sayin one night my love is like that

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