This is a song about "Sex and poop"

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

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

Sweet, okay makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed

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

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

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

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

A coward dies a thousand deaths

And in love with her, lets have sex