This is a song about "Sex and violence"

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

I'm on deck i'm up next

Me and your mum had rough sex

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Convertibles with turbo jets

And we havin' rough sex

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Violence is a sin and let that be a lesson,

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less